Pat Hatt's Blog, page 146
September 30, 2015
The Yell Of The Cell!
The cat is out and about here and there, that you know at my lair. While out and about what do I see? Nuts everywhere swinging from a tree. Wait! That isn't right. I'll get there as this rhyme takes flight.
A name dropper?
Just a savvy shopper?
Maybe a crazy?
Brain a bit hazy?
Nope, none of the above.
They want to share the love.
Whether shopping or walking,
The nuts just keep on talking.
So and so had a bad day.
They are in such dismay.
Have you seen the sun?
Isn't talking about the weather fun?
Can you believe the price on this?
I'll even throw in a hiss.
This is a deal you can't miss.
Come down and be in pure bliss.
See that movie yet?
Great is a safe bet.
Don't watch that though.
Horrible, trust me, I know.
Don't you think he is cute?
That face just looks like a newt.
I want to be his date.
Maybe we can even mate.
Isn't their baby the best?
It has such zest.
I think I'll go visit soon.
Maybe tomorrow afternoon.
There are people staring at me.
I think they are listening for free.
How dare they listen to what I say.
Who are they anyway?
Don't listen to what I say.
I have a mouth the size of a litter tray?
How dare you speak to me.
I can talk where I want, you see.
So what if my cell is glued to my head.
So what if I walk around like the undead.
I'm a gossiping shopper.
Turn away or I'll call a copper.
You humans expect people not to hear as you yap with that thing to your ear? If you don't want people to know. Shut the hell up and talk when home at your show. But nope, you'd rather be a cellphone yeller and annoy every buyer and seller. Dumb humans in mass. Keep your shop and gossip away from my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
A name dropper?
Just a savvy shopper?
Maybe a crazy?
Brain a bit hazy?
Nope, none of the above.
They want to share the love.
Whether shopping or walking,
The nuts just keep on talking.
So and so had a bad day.
They are in such dismay.
Have you seen the sun?
Isn't talking about the weather fun?
Can you believe the price on this?
I'll even throw in a hiss.
This is a deal you can't miss.
Come down and be in pure bliss.
See that movie yet?
Great is a safe bet.
Don't watch that though.
Horrible, trust me, I know.
Don't you think he is cute?
That face just looks like a newt.
I want to be his date.
Maybe we can even mate.
Isn't their baby the best?
It has such zest.
I think I'll go visit soon.
Maybe tomorrow afternoon.
There are people staring at me.
I think they are listening for free.
How dare they listen to what I say.
Who are they anyway?
Don't listen to what I say.
I have a mouth the size of a litter tray?
How dare you speak to me.
I can talk where I want, you see.
So what if my cell is glued to my head.
So what if I walk around like the undead.
I'm a gossiping shopper.
Turn away or I'll call a copper.
You humans expect people not to hear as you yap with that thing to your ear? If you don't want people to know. Shut the hell up and talk when home at your show. But nope, you'd rather be a cellphone yeller and annoy every buyer and seller. Dumb humans in mass. Keep your shop and gossip away from my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
September 29, 2015
From Good To Misunderstood!
So the cat has done it a time or two when hopping from zoo to zoo. I've hit the wrong button and hit post, leaving awkward spelled comments at a coast. Hey, I blame the typing with one hand. That is a good excuse in my land. But it can take a good comment and make it crappy. Can even make it rather sappy.
Haha that was funny.
Can be turned on it's head.
Mama that was runny.
The runs? Oh the dread.
Mind over matter.
Can go another way.
Hind over batter.
Don't want to know at my bay.
That was a great post.
R must have visited you.
That was a great lost.
Creating an eye rhyme at your zoo.
Eyebrows need a waxing.
Yeah, who would say that?
Trebrows beed a saxing.
Hmm, just confuses the cat.
The cat agrees.
Easy enough.
The fat agrees.
Might make things rough.
What a great pic.
You know where I'm going.
What a great dic.
I hope that's not showing.
Can you help out?
A simple question indeed.
Can you yelp out?
Might hurt the ears at your feed.
What an ass.
That has such class.
What a mass.
Now you're getting crass.
Congrats on the book.
Some sure say that.
Congats on the nook.
Not a way to chew the fat.
That was fun indeed.
The last word I use a lot.
That was a fun deed.
Could screw with the plot,.
Ever made any of those? Sunk to any other lows? Maybe the cat should re-read comments before posting at each sea. Bah, you get what I mean to thee. If I ever call for mama though, shoot me at my show. Now I'm done with typo class and off I go with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Haha that was funny.
Can be turned on it's head.
Mama that was runny.
The runs? Oh the dread.
Mind over matter.
Can go another way.
Hind over batter.
Don't want to know at my bay.
That was a great post.
R must have visited you.
That was a great lost.
Creating an eye rhyme at your zoo.
Eyebrows need a waxing.
Yeah, who would say that?
Trebrows beed a saxing.
Hmm, just confuses the cat.
The cat agrees.
Easy enough.
The fat agrees.
Might make things rough.
What a great pic.
You know where I'm going.
What a great dic.
I hope that's not showing.
Can you help out?
A simple question indeed.
Can you yelp out?
Might hurt the ears at your feed.
What an ass.
That has such class.
What a mass.
Now you're getting crass.
Congrats on the book.
Some sure say that.
Congats on the nook.
Not a way to chew the fat.
That was fun indeed.
The last word I use a lot.
That was a fun deed.
Could screw with the plot,.
Ever made any of those? Sunk to any other lows? Maybe the cat should re-read comments before posting at each sea. Bah, you get what I mean to thee. If I ever call for mama though, shoot me at my show. Now I'm done with typo class and off I go with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
September 28, 2015
A Tisket, A Tasket, Wanna Buy A Casket?
Just when the cat thought he has seen it all, you humans stoop even lower at your hall. Pat really needs to stay in and just be a hermit at our bin. But I suppose he needs to buy us food. To not, would just be rude. Anyway, on with the show. Need a casket to get buried below?
Step right up.
Come and see.
Put down your cup.
Aren't these lovely?
Young or old,
Healthy or not.
I'm not cold,
But you may rot.
A burden you don't want.
Financially you can now.
Death will always taunt.
So get one that says, wow.
Come buy today.
We have your size.
You can get one on layaway.
This is just wise.
You'll need it one day.
So you aren't wasting money.
Who needs to be sprinkled in the bay.
Be buried where it's sunny.
Get a fancy box.
Get one with charm.
It can match your socks,
Or look like a fire alarm.
Take care of it now.
Keep the stress away.
No one will have a cow,
When it's your final day.
We fit everyone.
So come on in.
One day life will be done,
In that you can't win.
Even pick a basket,
And the type of flower.
We'll fit it to your casket.
That's within our power.
I am going to call it.
A tisket, a tasket,
Take out your wallet,
Buy yourself a casket.
The cat saw a sign that said pre-buy your casket the other day. Hmm, a cheery thought as you go out to play. Pffft, to all that crap. When Pat gets taken off the map, burn him and use him as kitty litter for all he cares. Did that get stares? What? He's dead, isn't gonna bother him in any death bed. Got your casket all sized up class? I hope not with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Step right up.
Come and see.
Put down your cup.
Aren't these lovely?
Young or old,
Healthy or not.
I'm not cold,
But you may rot.
A burden you don't want.
Financially you can now.
Death will always taunt.
So get one that says, wow.
Come buy today.
We have your size.
You can get one on layaway.
This is just wise.
You'll need it one day.
So you aren't wasting money.
Who needs to be sprinkled in the bay.
Be buried where it's sunny.
Get a fancy box.
Get one with charm.
It can match your socks,
Or look like a fire alarm.
Take care of it now.
Keep the stress away.
No one will have a cow,
When it's your final day.
We fit everyone.
So come on in.
One day life will be done,
In that you can't win.
Even pick a basket,
And the type of flower.
We'll fit it to your casket.
That's within our power.
I am going to call it.
A tisket, a tasket,
Take out your wallet,
Buy yourself a casket.
The cat saw a sign that said pre-buy your casket the other day. Hmm, a cheery thought as you go out to play. Pffft, to all that crap. When Pat gets taken off the map, burn him and use him as kitty litter for all he cares. Did that get stares? What? He's dead, isn't gonna bother him in any death bed. Got your casket all sized up class? I hope not with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
September 27, 2015
Another Bunch That Are Out To Lunch!
The cat has saved up more to use at his shore. You humans sure use them far and wide. You take them in stride. A saying here and there, a saying everywhere. So many have come due and here are a few.
No need to aim.
No need to be tame.
Even if you freeze,
You can shoot the breeze.
Would the air take offense?
What if you hit a fence?
Don't go in an air tight room.
Shooting the breeze might bring doom.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Do you do that as you spin around?
Are you cheap and a con,
Trying to get all the dough before dawn?
A Jack of all trades.
So not just the Jack of spades?
Diamonds, clubs and hearts too?
The queen must be jealous of you.
But what if you aren't named Jack?
Then the saying kinda does lack.
Unless you are just a jack ass,
Then the saying may pass.
Was that crude?
Bah, I'll be rude.
Beats new and improved though.
As things can't be both at ones show.
But that you know.
So I'll continue the flow.
Love is in the air.
Damn, I hope it doesn't get shot at your lair.
Love and shooting the breeze.
Hmm, that just may not please.
Unless you are that diaper wearing fellow.
But blah, his diaper is probably all yellow.
And with that at my sea,
I leave one for thee.
This one you have done at my hall,
Simply, read the writing on the wall.
Wait! What if there is no wall,
Short, wide or tall?
What can you read then?
Go piss up a rope you tell a pen?
Any more fun ones you use? Did I confuse? Do you want me to pound sand? I've already used that in my land. No need for a repeat at my sea. I'm not a Hollywood cat hanging from a remake tree. I am now done with my sass and off I go with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
No need to aim.
No need to be tame.
Even if you freeze,
You can shoot the breeze.
Would the air take offense?
What if you hit a fence?
Don't go in an air tight room.
Shooting the breeze might bring doom.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Do you do that as you spin around?
Are you cheap and a con,
Trying to get all the dough before dawn?
A Jack of all trades.
So not just the Jack of spades?
Diamonds, clubs and hearts too?
The queen must be jealous of you.
But what if you aren't named Jack?
Then the saying kinda does lack.
Unless you are just a jack ass,
Then the saying may pass.
Was that crude?
Bah, I'll be rude.
Beats new and improved though.
As things can't be both at ones show.
But that you know.
So I'll continue the flow.
Love is in the air.
Damn, I hope it doesn't get shot at your lair.
Love and shooting the breeze.
Hmm, that just may not please.
Unless you are that diaper wearing fellow.
But blah, his diaper is probably all yellow.
And with that at my sea,
I leave one for thee.
This one you have done at my hall,
Simply, read the writing on the wall.
Wait! What if there is no wall,
Short, wide or tall?
What can you read then?
Go piss up a rope you tell a pen?
Any more fun ones you use? Did I confuse? Do you want me to pound sand? I've already used that in my land. No need for a repeat at my sea. I'm not a Hollywood cat hanging from a remake tree. I am now done with my sass and off I go with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
September 26, 2015
The Thirst For Worst?
The cat will spoil things for you today. I am going to go all worst at my bay. Nope, not zombie feet. We will skip that eye treat. So the cat will spill on the worst kept secrets for a thrill.
The world isn't flat.
Still morons that believe that.
Was that a secret too?
Whoops, spilled it at my zoo.
That new, wonderful pill,
Will cost many a bill,
But it won't make you thin.
Sorry, enjoy the double chin.
You cat really rules you.
It is very true.
You think you are in control,
But domination is a feline's goal.
Music has meaning.
Go ahead and do some screening.
The words mean something.
Like, it's spring so have a fling.
Writing takes actual writing to do.
What? You thought magic did it for you?
Does this look like Harry Potter?
Pssst, he too was a written plotter.
Clothes will come back around.
Yep, same styles can be found.
Not sure that is good,
But then what do I know in my hood.
Every movie that makes a buck,
Will get remade, sequelized, redone or prequelized by a duck.
Quack, quack, quack is what they do.
I'm sure that one will get remade too.
Not everyone can win.
Isn't that a sin?
But get a medal anyway,
Even if you watched others play.
Can't work when you're dead.
But can't stay in bed.
Would they call that a balancing act?
That is a secret fact.
On the blog I rhyme.
At least 99.99% of the time,
Because there is Pat's novel stuff.
No rhyming can be rough.
Did you learn the worst kept secrets today? Aren't you glad I had my say? Now you know the truth. Wouldn't worst and secret create an oxymoron when together in a booth? Was that the point in the cat making fun? I guess I can't fool anyone. But I have still have class as I end, as always, with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
The world isn't flat.
Still morons that believe that.
Was that a secret too?
Whoops, spilled it at my zoo.
That new, wonderful pill,
Will cost many a bill,
But it won't make you thin.
Sorry, enjoy the double chin.
You cat really rules you.
It is very true.
You think you are in control,
But domination is a feline's goal.
Music has meaning.
Go ahead and do some screening.
The words mean something.
Like, it's spring so have a fling.
Writing takes actual writing to do.
What? You thought magic did it for you?
Does this look like Harry Potter?
Pssst, he too was a written plotter.
Clothes will come back around.
Yep, same styles can be found.
Not sure that is good,
But then what do I know in my hood.
Every movie that makes a buck,
Will get remade, sequelized, redone or prequelized by a duck.
Quack, quack, quack is what they do.
I'm sure that one will get remade too.
Not everyone can win.
Isn't that a sin?
But get a medal anyway,
Even if you watched others play.
Can't work when you're dead.
But can't stay in bed.
Would they call that a balancing act?
That is a secret fact.
On the blog I rhyme.
At least 99.99% of the time,
Because there is Pat's novel stuff.
No rhyming can be rough.
Did you learn the worst kept secrets today? Aren't you glad I had my say? Now you know the truth. Wouldn't worst and secret create an oxymoron when together in a booth? Was that the point in the cat making fun? I guess I can't fool anyone. But I have still have class as I end, as always, with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
September 25, 2015
A New Dot Hot To Trot!
Looking for that special name? But damn, taken by .com fame. Don't forget .net and .org too. It is all gone from you. But never fear, new endings are coming near. There will be enough for all to use on every wall.
Screw .coms being gone.
Why fall for that con?
It's time to dot it up.
Dot it up like some silly pup.
.blog is coming.
Do I hear humming?
Maybe .sex is for you.
Won't you take two?
.news is rather lame.
But news may not be tame.
.book could work for me.
I have enough at my sea.
.app is needed.
Plenty of those have been seeded.
.free will be crap.
Trying to trick a chap.
.flowers, oh my.
I bet they die.
.insurance is ready.
Just what we need to come steady.
.play opens much.
Can sway to the touch.
.school will be cool.
Yeah, as cool as dog drool.
.dog can drool away.
I'll take .cat at my bay.
.hot is another.
Don't show your mother.
.wow is so wowing.
I bet they'll be having a cowing.
.website is as literal as can be.
Like .rhymingass for me.
.yoga is out there.
Watch the farting at your lair.
.rip caught you.
Can't say you weren't warned at my zoo.
.mom is oh so sweet.
I bet she'll find that neat.
.fun ends they day.
So much fun will come into play.
Are you ready for the new site endings? Are they already in trendings? Not at the time I write this. Is there one that I gave a miss? Get the best endings for all. Can spruce up your wall. Get .shit and be crass. Works for my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Screw .coms being gone.
Why fall for that con?
It's time to dot it up.
Dot it up like some silly pup.
.blog is coming.
Do I hear humming?
Maybe .sex is for you.
Won't you take two?
.news is rather lame.
But news may not be tame.
.book could work for me.
I have enough at my sea.
.app is needed.
Plenty of those have been seeded.
.free will be crap.
Trying to trick a chap.
.flowers, oh my.
I bet they die.
.insurance is ready.
Just what we need to come steady.
.play opens much.
Can sway to the touch.
.school will be cool.
Yeah, as cool as dog drool.
.dog can drool away.
I'll take .cat at my bay.
.hot is another.
Don't show your mother.
.wow is so wowing.
I bet they'll be having a cowing.
.website is as literal as can be.
Like .rhymingass for me.
.yoga is out there.
Watch the farting at your lair.
.rip caught you.
Can't say you weren't warned at my zoo.
.mom is oh so sweet.
I bet she'll find that neat.
.fun ends they day.
So much fun will come into play.
Are you ready for the new site endings? Are they already in trendings? Not at the time I write this. Is there one that I gave a miss? Get the best endings for all. Can spruce up your wall. Get .shit and be crass. Works for my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
September 24, 2015
How About That From The Cat!
The cat heard a human retort with "how about that," thinking they were all right and such where they were at. Cocky humans know nothing at all. How about that at my blog hall?
Pigs can fly.
They won't even die.
Stick them on a plane.
Poof, fly and don't fall like rain.
How about that?
Shown up by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
You can jump from a plane,
Without a parachute or pain.
It's as easy as can be.
Crawl in, jump out, of the first grounded one you see.
How about that?
Proved wrong by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
You can win the lottery,
Then take up pottery.
Just buy every combination going.
Guaranteed your numbers will end up showing.
How about that?
Schooled by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
You can beat taxes.
No hoping the IRS relaxes.
Just move to the moon.
Get your own private sand dune.
How about that?
Told by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
Superman can be beat.
Simply tear out a comic page and eat.
You have just beaten Superman.
Everyone will be your fan.
How about that?
Helped by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
Wasn't that good advice from me? Damn, I'm such a witty kitty. What? You don't like cocky me? Humans can only do it from sea to sea? How about that? Hate to the cat. How about a singing bass? Yeah, he's not much fun to my little rhyming ass,
Later all, have a nice fall.
Pigs can fly.
They won't even die.
Stick them on a plane.
Poof, fly and don't fall like rain.
How about that?
Shown up by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
You can jump from a plane,
Without a parachute or pain.
It's as easy as can be.
Crawl in, jump out, of the first grounded one you see.
How about that?
Proved wrong by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
You can win the lottery,
Then take up pottery.
Just buy every combination going.
Guaranteed your numbers will end up showing.
How about that?
Schooled by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
You can beat taxes.
No hoping the IRS relaxes.
Just move to the moon.
Get your own private sand dune.
How about that?
Told by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
Superman can be beat.
Simply tear out a comic page and eat.
You have just beaten Superman.
Everyone will be your fan.
How about that?
Helped by a cat.
How about that?
I'm where it's at.
Wasn't that good advice from me? Damn, I'm such a witty kitty. What? You don't like cocky me? Humans can only do it from sea to sea? How about that? Hate to the cat. How about a singing bass? Yeah, he's not much fun to my little rhyming ass,
Later all, have a nice fall.
September 23, 2015
Stuck In Hell For A Spell!
Geez, you guys go to the best spots. You must all enjoy leaving the cat behind lots. I can say I'm glad I sat this one out though. It's hot enough at our blog show.
Keepin It Real Folks popped the wrong zit.
That got her in some deep, deep shit.
Jax tried to help her out of it.
But her mouth got them both tossed in a pit.
Brian the cat heard the SOS.
But he ignored that human mess.
Thankfully the Ninja Wannabe heard it too.
But having been stuck in the litter box so long, he never had a clue.
The Blue Guy heard it though.
He packed up to fight the foe.
He took Truedessa along for luck.
The Mary's passed the buck.
Hank wasn't number one,
So he didn't jump in on the fun.
Suza was ready to help out,
But it turns out she has no blog because she's really a trout.
Theresa was too busy with Halloween,
Even if it is over a month away at every scene.
Humbird thought happy thoughts.
I don't think they helped lots.
Snowcatcher tried to bring the snow.
How? Damned if I know.
Stephanie was too busy client writing.
I guess her given topic was really exciting.
Anne was off getting high on paint fumes.
She could really stink up rooms.
Speaking of rooms, Manzi had mushrooms ready to eat.
She tried to feed the foe them as a treat.
Adam knew it was not a fact.
So he was not going to act.
Rosey feared the 666 on the door.
Damn, I'll use that forever more.
Robyn was too busy chowing down.
Chocolate shoes came to her town.
Fundy Blue was off to Hawaii for the 100th time.
Hmph, I'll go pick on a mime.
Betty was stuck at home and at work.
Two in one has to be a perk.
Betsy called upon her kitty cat crew,
Whoops, too busy sleeping at her zoo.
Miss Caitlin S tried to snap pics.
She took her licks.
Bijoux thought that gross.
Good thing it was a low dose.
The beer guys laughed and got drunk.
They didn't want to smell like a skunk.
In the end they succumbed to the shit,
All because the redneck wanted to pop a guy's big zit.
Yep, Jax and the redneck fell into a deep manure hole. Not sure why they were out together for a stroll. They will never tell you the truth though. They will claim there was a foe. Good thing the blue guy is rather slow. He may have fallen in shit also. They had a crowd around at least. The nature of the beast. If only the guy with the zit didn't move when she went for it. This story never would have been the shit. I am done with being crass. Off I go with my non-shitty little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Keepin It Real Folks popped the wrong zit.
That got her in some deep, deep shit.
Jax tried to help her out of it.
But her mouth got them both tossed in a pit.
Brian the cat heard the SOS.
But he ignored that human mess.
Thankfully the Ninja Wannabe heard it too.
But having been stuck in the litter box so long, he never had a clue.
The Blue Guy heard it though.
He packed up to fight the foe.
He took Truedessa along for luck.
The Mary's passed the buck.
Hank wasn't number one,
So he didn't jump in on the fun.
Suza was ready to help out,
But it turns out she has no blog because she's really a trout.
Theresa was too busy with Halloween,
Even if it is over a month away at every scene.
Humbird thought happy thoughts.
I don't think they helped lots.
Snowcatcher tried to bring the snow.
How? Damned if I know.
Stephanie was too busy client writing.
I guess her given topic was really exciting.
Anne was off getting high on paint fumes.
She could really stink up rooms.
Speaking of rooms, Manzi had mushrooms ready to eat.
She tried to feed the foe them as a treat.
Adam knew it was not a fact.
So he was not going to act.
Rosey feared the 666 on the door.
Damn, I'll use that forever more.
Robyn was too busy chowing down.
Chocolate shoes came to her town.
Fundy Blue was off to Hawaii for the 100th time.
Hmph, I'll go pick on a mime.
Betty was stuck at home and at work.
Two in one has to be a perk.
Betsy called upon her kitty cat crew,
Whoops, too busy sleeping at her zoo.
Miss Caitlin S tried to snap pics.
She took her licks.
Bijoux thought that gross.
Good thing it was a low dose.
The beer guys laughed and got drunk.
They didn't want to smell like a skunk.
In the end they succumbed to the shit,
All because the redneck wanted to pop a guy's big zit.
Yep, Jax and the redneck fell into a deep manure hole. Not sure why they were out together for a stroll. They will never tell you the truth though. They will claim there was a foe. Good thing the blue guy is rather slow. He may have fallen in shit also. They had a crowd around at least. The nature of the beast. If only the guy with the zit didn't move when she went for it. This story never would have been the shit. I am done with being crass. Off I go with my non-shitty little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
September 22, 2015
Round Thirty Eight Brings Us Up To Date!
We are back to another edition of search engine nuts. They sure must sniff many butts. They are as crazy as can be. Not sure who types this stuff and why they find me. But away we go with more to show.
is ewwwwwcorrect?
Definitely not that way. What was so eww on display?
content
Not a bad way to be. But why tell me?
joke to say when someone chokes
Feel that in your throat? It means you aren't a regurgitating goat.
goat boat not the note that
That you wanted? Were you taunted? Bad goat in a boat.
go pound sand up your...
You stop there? Not very threatening without an ass to spare.
My leg has a humping condition
You may want to take a worm pill for that. Or get fixed where you're at.
Brought to you buy
Trying to sell me? Go climb a tree.
i would dispute that
Dispute climbing a tree? Fine, go drown in the sea.
Time to suit up and make up
My mind went gutter. At least you won't get an std as you spit and umm sputter.
it may be a piece of cake
If you aren't sure though, don't eat it at your show.
lola is a thief who stole cassi's line
Cassie might take offense, but you can't spell and are dense.
you know that a crime to newer find a time
Err umm, a new crime on the side? I hope no one died.
rait before you clouser you
If this made any sense at all, I'd give you a gold star on the wall. Not really though, just so you know.
time is on my ass
Do those clock hands tickle? Hope they aren't fickle.
And for the winner of the day, they really wanted to have their say. Or maybe not. I think they really do suffer from brain rot. Any argument from you as you give them a view?
Jumbled Vagensises
I know where my mind went, as in the gutter I pitch a tent. But err umm, they really went there? A combo word thing at their lair. The cat could give that one lots of sass. But I don't want to lose any more IQ points from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
is ewwwwwcorrect?
Definitely not that way. What was so eww on display?
content
Not a bad way to be. But why tell me?
joke to say when someone chokes
Feel that in your throat? It means you aren't a regurgitating goat.
goat boat not the note that
That you wanted? Were you taunted? Bad goat in a boat.
go pound sand up your...
You stop there? Not very threatening without an ass to spare.
My leg has a humping condition
You may want to take a worm pill for that. Or get fixed where you're at.
Brought to you buy
Trying to sell me? Go climb a tree.
i would dispute that
Dispute climbing a tree? Fine, go drown in the sea.
Time to suit up and make up
My mind went gutter. At least you won't get an std as you spit and umm sputter.
it may be a piece of cake
If you aren't sure though, don't eat it at your show.
lola is a thief who stole cassi's line
Cassie might take offense, but you can't spell and are dense.
you know that a crime to newer find a time
Err umm, a new crime on the side? I hope no one died.
rait before you clouser you
If this made any sense at all, I'd give you a gold star on the wall. Not really though, just so you know.
time is on my ass
Do those clock hands tickle? Hope they aren't fickle.
And for the winner of the day, they really wanted to have their say. Or maybe not. I think they really do suffer from brain rot. Any argument from you as you give them a view?
Jumbled Vagensises
I know where my mind went, as in the gutter I pitch a tent. But err umm, they really went there? A combo word thing at their lair. The cat could give that one lots of sass. But I don't want to lose any more IQ points from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
September 21, 2015
The Art Of The Sparkly Fart!
So today is the day the cat as reached his goal. 50 kids books have now taken a stroll. Nearing 100 books altogether though, but that's with non rhyming stuff on the go. And what better way to meet the goal then to let the farts roll. Hey, kids like that. Maybe even the cat.
Fill your cart.
Create some art.
But not with a brush.
Tell that to shush.
Just pull a finger,
Then it will linger.
The sparkly fart,
Taken to heart.
Art from a fart.
Some kind of art.
Fart to art.
Melts your heart?
Or maybe nose hairs.
But who cares?
It's the art of the sparkly fart.
It sets art apart.
One, two three,
Let it fly free.
The art of a sparkly fart,
Is a new kind of art.
Click Here for a Peer!
Ready to fart up a storm? Hey, to kids it is the norm. Ever think art could come from a fart? Safer than art made by a dart. That could be stabby and make all crabby. So 50 have now come to pass. But I'll probably keep going with my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Fill your cart.
Create some art.
But not with a brush.
Tell that to shush.
Just pull a finger,
Then it will linger.
The sparkly fart,
Taken to heart.
Art from a fart.
Some kind of art.
Fart to art.
Melts your heart?
Or maybe nose hairs.
But who cares?
It's the art of the sparkly fart.
It sets art apart.
One, two three,
Let it fly free.
The art of a sparkly fart,
Is a new kind of art.
Click Here for a Peer!Ready to fart up a storm? Hey, to kids it is the norm. Ever think art could come from a fart? Safer than art made by a dart. That could be stabby and make all crabby. So 50 have now come to pass. But I'll probably keep going with my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
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