Pat Hatt's Blog, page 162
April 23, 2015
Back For The Third Time And Stopping Crime!
So we are still taking a break from getting you all huffed and puffed. Today the bookshelf needs to get a little more stuffed. That is right, for the third year in a row at my site, T in the a to z stands for Tarsier Man back with adventures for thee.
The nut was on patrol.
He sure likes to stroll.
Then he gets under attack.
The bad guys what to prove him a hack.
His old foes return,
To make him feel the burn.
But the bug eyed creep,
Gives them an eye popping peep.
Then a huge gorllia comes into play.
I guess that baboon went another way.
A bad guy wanting to rule all.
He wants to mount Tarsier Man on the wall.
Click Here for a Peer
Next Tarsier Man needs to eat.
He wishes for a treat.
But he burnt his toast.
With that he can't boast.
So he goes to a place,
Where eating they embrace.
Humans call that a restaurant, right?
Next comes another plight.
The food is alive.
How can Tarsier Man survive?
The food is ready to fight.
It could be a long night.
Click Here for a Peer!
Then Tarsier Man searches far and wide.
He wants to fill many with pride.
He wants a good sidekick.
He has many from which to pick.
They line up down the street,
Dancing to his Tarsier Man beat.
But then comes a bad guy.
He dresses as a sheep and is rather spry.
A new foe not from a toe.
All the sidekicks run high and low.
Except one who stays to fight.
Will he have the sidekick might?
Click Here for a Peer!
And there you are. Three more books to add to my sandbar. Getting closer to 50 as the months role on. Soon 50 kids books will surely dawn. Tomorrow we will get back to the a to z sass. You can trust my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
The nut was on patrol.
He sure likes to stroll.
Then he gets under attack.
The bad guys what to prove him a hack.
His old foes return,
To make him feel the burn.
But the bug eyed creep,
Gives them an eye popping peep.
Then a huge gorllia comes into play.
I guess that baboon went another way.
A bad guy wanting to rule all.
He wants to mount Tarsier Man on the wall.




Next Tarsier Man needs to eat.
He wishes for a treat.
But he burnt his toast.
With that he can't boast.
So he goes to a place,
Where eating they embrace.
Humans call that a restaurant, right?
Next comes another plight.
The food is alive.
How can Tarsier Man survive?
The food is ready to fight.
It could be a long night.




Then Tarsier Man searches far and wide.
He wants to fill many with pride.
He wants a good sidekick.
He has many from which to pick.
They line up down the street,
Dancing to his Tarsier Man beat.
But then comes a bad guy.
He dresses as a sheep and is rather spry.
A new foe not from a toe.
All the sidekicks run high and low.
Except one who stays to fight.
Will he have the sidekick might?




And there you are. Three more books to add to my sandbar. Getting closer to 50 as the months role on. Soon 50 kids books will surely dawn. Tomorrow we will get back to the a to z sass. You can trust my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 23, 2015 03:00
April 22, 2015
Round Thirty Three For The A To Z!
That rhymed so easily, unless you are a z-ed person at your sea. If you are oh well, my zzzz can cause you hell. Anyway, on with the show. For now round thirty three of the search engine crazies is about to be given a go.
which type of boobs boys must needed
Don't they all work? Is there some kind of booby prize perk?
women piss ass
Umm okay. Strange person just go away.
rhyming prophecy generator
I see you falling off a cliff after getting a good gas whiff.
jack bauer wannabe humor
If you say damn more than ten times an hour. You are a wannabe Jack Bauer.
horny santa strip
A bit out of season, but when horny do you need a reason?
hammer it wax that ass
So wax before hammer or hammer before wax? I hope you didn't have to pay tax.
whoopi goldberg feet
Now there is a fetish for the ages. Bet you have signed Sister Act screenplay pages.
animals that rhyme with "in a little bit"
Ummm the fin fish bit? What? That not it?
a bunch of cheetah together with a bunch of deers as friends
The animal kingdom is upside down. If they eat them, will you frown?
clap your hands stomp your feet nod your head say up
Can yo do that and chew gum? That would sure be a feat, chum.
Clothes on a sock cock
Is it cold and you can't make it umm bold?
My face is burning bright
Take up a job as a nightlight. Unless you are a scary sight.
forces within me are staring at me
Wow, that takes skill. Maybe you need to pop a pill?
toilet games to play in the bathroom
Don't even want to know which way your toilet will flow.
sexy kitty come purr with me
Hmmm tempting but no. You need cat nip if you want me to stoop that low.
And the winner just for the A to Z is one I saved for it this year at my sea. They sounded so hard up. Warning, you may spit the coffee back in your cup.
A to Z fruitcakes recipes you can make whoopi to
Ummm does fruitcake do it for you? Who uses whoopi any more for such acts coming due? Maybe it was the Whoopi Goldberg feet search engine nut? Any advice for them from the a to z hut? Maybe there is a blog out there that will help their fetish come to pass. No fruitcakes get violated by my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
which type of boobs boys must needed
Don't they all work? Is there some kind of booby prize perk?
women piss ass
Umm okay. Strange person just go away.
rhyming prophecy generator
I see you falling off a cliff after getting a good gas whiff.
jack bauer wannabe humor
If you say damn more than ten times an hour. You are a wannabe Jack Bauer.
horny santa strip
A bit out of season, but when horny do you need a reason?
hammer it wax that ass
So wax before hammer or hammer before wax? I hope you didn't have to pay tax.
whoopi goldberg feet
Now there is a fetish for the ages. Bet you have signed Sister Act screenplay pages.
animals that rhyme with "in a little bit"
Ummm the fin fish bit? What? That not it?
a bunch of cheetah together with a bunch of deers as friends
The animal kingdom is upside down. If they eat them, will you frown?
clap your hands stomp your feet nod your head say up
Can yo do that and chew gum? That would sure be a feat, chum.
Clothes on a sock cock
Is it cold and you can't make it umm bold?
My face is burning bright
Take up a job as a nightlight. Unless you are a scary sight.
forces within me are staring at me
Wow, that takes skill. Maybe you need to pop a pill?
toilet games to play in the bathroom
Don't even want to know which way your toilet will flow.
sexy kitty come purr with me
Hmmm tempting but no. You need cat nip if you want me to stoop that low.
And the winner just for the A to Z is one I saved for it this year at my sea. They sounded so hard up. Warning, you may spit the coffee back in your cup.
A to Z fruitcakes recipes you can make whoopi to
Ummm does fruitcake do it for you? Who uses whoopi any more for such acts coming due? Maybe it was the Whoopi Goldberg feet search engine nut? Any advice for them from the a to z hut? Maybe there is a blog out there that will help their fetish come to pass. No fruitcakes get violated by my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 22, 2015 03:00
April 21, 2015
Passing The Re Just For Thee!
Well since the next two posts in the a to z will stray a bit from the stir things up topics from me, I figured we could have a little fun with a Re run. No, I'm not reposting like say Al, not my real name, Penwasser the repost king. This Re is a whole other thing.
Look at every word.
No matter how absurd.
Get ready to strike.
A Re you can like.
Reduce, Recycle, Reuse.
Re and garbage can amuse.
Reactive to my rhyme?
Thankfully no reboot crime.
I could reattack something,
Rekindle some old fling?
Rebottle that and sell it.
Might need to reassess that hit.
Zombie feet could reappear.
Gloria would recover her fear.
Maybe recruit some new feet.
It's okay to recuse yourself in defeat.
At least I won't be redenied.
Rebound with some booby pride.
Many would redraft then.
Search engine nuts would be refilled at my den.
See, a need to rexpose the feet.
Did that need a repeat?
Maybe your lunch can be refrozen.
Reimagined for all the chosen.
Reinvesting in the rhyme?
See, no redo type crime.
Repeat, reboot, redo,
A difference between them for you?
Rehashed enough maybe.
No relapses for you to see.
Yeah, I referred to the feet.
Never said I'd reimpose that treat.
Does that leave you with remorse?
Remit that from your horse.
Reopened an old wound?
Rerepeat that to be tuned.
Can you rerepeat a repeat?
Al proved that rescripting feat.
Reshoots may be in need.
You can no be reseated at your blog feed.
Ever notice Re can be used for anything? Even a re-string. Maybe even rerereposting. I guess if you want some blog coasting. Restamp your seal of approval on it. Retwist my arm a bit? Nope, no reposting the feet. Sorry, I know Gloria finds them sweet. Time to retire my Re sass. Feel free to review my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Look at every word.
No matter how absurd.
Get ready to strike.
A Re you can like.
Reduce, Recycle, Reuse.
Re and garbage can amuse.
Reactive to my rhyme?
Thankfully no reboot crime.
I could reattack something,
Rekindle some old fling?
Rebottle that and sell it.
Might need to reassess that hit.
Zombie feet could reappear.
Gloria would recover her fear.
Maybe recruit some new feet.
It's okay to recuse yourself in defeat.
At least I won't be redenied.
Rebound with some booby pride.
Many would redraft then.
Search engine nuts would be refilled at my den.
See, a need to rexpose the feet.
Did that need a repeat?
Maybe your lunch can be refrozen.
Reimagined for all the chosen.
Reinvesting in the rhyme?
See, no redo type crime.
Repeat, reboot, redo,
A difference between them for you?
Rehashed enough maybe.
No relapses for you to see.
Yeah, I referred to the feet.
Never said I'd reimpose that treat.
Does that leave you with remorse?
Remit that from your horse.
Reopened an old wound?
Rerepeat that to be tuned.
Can you rerepeat a repeat?
Al proved that rescripting feat.
Reshoots may be in need.
You can no be reseated at your blog feed.
Ever notice Re can be used for anything? Even a re-string. Maybe even rerereposting. I guess if you want some blog coasting. Restamp your seal of approval on it. Retwist my arm a bit? Nope, no reposting the feet. Sorry, I know Gloria finds them sweet. Time to retire my Re sass. Feel free to review my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 21, 2015 03:00
April 20, 2015
Have A Fit And Quit It!
This day in age the PC police are all the rage. That of course we know as they run to and fro. But what does it create? Lazy at a very high rate. So as Q shows up for the a to z we go on a quitting spree.
Have to lift a finger.
The work may linger.
This cannot be.
This isn't for me.
I will just quit.
See you later, twit.
Time for something new.
A win will surely come due.
What is with all this work?
Where is my added perk?
Doesn't everyone get a trophy here?
This place I just fear.
I need to quit.
See you later, twit.
Third times the charm.
Maybe I'll try a farm.
Damn, this is hard.
That is one big yard.
I just can't.
I'm not a worker ant.
Time to quit.
See you later, twit.
Maybe I can give a tour.
That will be a great round four.
What? I have to walk?
Can't they just gawk?
I have to talk as well?
This job is hard as hell.
I just quit.
See you later, twit.
Not something I'll ever do.
These employers don't have a clue.
Maybe I'll go back to school.
There I will rule.
We all get even grades.
I can even wear shades.
Damn, this is hard stuff.
I have had enough.
There is just no work to spare.
I'll be a twit on welfare.
What was that? The real world doesn't have everyone at an even stat? Not everyone gets an award? Work can be hard and make you bored? Wow, I mean who knew? That just can't be true. Pffft no wonder lazy asses just sit and stare. The PC police need to get hung up by their underwear. Oh no I said something crass, they may come after my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Have to lift a finger.
The work may linger.
This cannot be.
This isn't for me.
I will just quit.
See you later, twit.
Time for something new.
A win will surely come due.
What is with all this work?
Where is my added perk?
Doesn't everyone get a trophy here?
This place I just fear.
I need to quit.
See you later, twit.
Third times the charm.
Maybe I'll try a farm.
Damn, this is hard.
That is one big yard.
I just can't.
I'm not a worker ant.
Time to quit.
See you later, twit.
Maybe I can give a tour.
That will be a great round four.
What? I have to walk?
Can't they just gawk?
I have to talk as well?
This job is hard as hell.
I just quit.
See you later, twit.
Not something I'll ever do.
These employers don't have a clue.
Maybe I'll go back to school.
There I will rule.
We all get even grades.
I can even wear shades.
Damn, this is hard stuff.
I have had enough.
There is just no work to spare.
I'll be a twit on welfare.
What was that? The real world doesn't have everyone at an even stat? Not everyone gets an award? Work can be hard and make you bored? Wow, I mean who knew? That just can't be true. Pffft no wonder lazy asses just sit and stare. The PC police need to get hung up by their underwear. Oh no I said something crass, they may come after my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 20, 2015 03:00
April 19, 2015
No Need To Cower As Everything Has The Power!
You humans sure like to use the same word to describe everything there at each and every wing. I guess not just electricity creates power. On power you never sour.
All it takes,
Even in earth quakes,
And this or that,
Is power of scat.
Whoops, not that.
Ignore the cat.
The power of one,
Will get things done.
The power of will,
Will climb that hill.
The power of two,
Can just umm screw.
The power of now,
Can make all go, wow!
The power of habit,
Helps you grab it.
Are you catching on,
To this power con?
Take any word and add power.
Then you'll be in for a power shower.
The power of positive thought,
Will sure do a lot.
The power of you.
Boy, that power needs a clue.
The power of winners,
Usually end up sinners.
The power of a phone call.
See, can do it too at my hall.
The power of writing,
Just turn down the lighting.
The power of determination,
Might get you some admiration.
The power of love,
Makes a happy dove.
The power of God,
Can make many kiss a cod.
Damn, that word is great.
Screw electricity at my gate.
I'll go with the power of rhyme,
And have a powerful time.
Ever notice the word power around so much? Have a power you use to reach out and touch? Could go all math with ten to the power of this or that. But that would bore the cat. Now I am done with my power sass and off I go with my powerful little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
All it takes,
Even in earth quakes,
And this or that,
Is power of scat.
Whoops, not that.
Ignore the cat.
The power of one,
Will get things done.
The power of will,
Will climb that hill.
The power of two,
Can just umm screw.
The power of now,
Can make all go, wow!
The power of habit,
Helps you grab it.
Are you catching on,
To this power con?
Take any word and add power.
Then you'll be in for a power shower.
The power of positive thought,
Will sure do a lot.
The power of you.
Boy, that power needs a clue.
The power of winners,
Usually end up sinners.
The power of a phone call.
See, can do it too at my hall.
The power of writing,
Just turn down the lighting.
The power of determination,
Might get you some admiration.
The power of love,
Makes a happy dove.
The power of God,
Can make many kiss a cod.
Damn, that word is great.
Screw electricity at my gate.
I'll go with the power of rhyme,
And have a powerful time.
Ever notice the word power around so much? Have a power you use to reach out and touch? Could go all math with ten to the power of this or that. But that would bore the cat. Now I am done with my power sass and off I go with my powerful little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 19, 2015 03:00
April 18, 2015
A Politic Away From A Very Nice Day!
So as we continue on with the a to z along comes P at my sea. Have to keep with the theme of ruffling some feathers here and there, so for P going all politics at my lair.
Candidate 1 vs. Candidate 2,
The third gets a big screw you.
Who is the bigger blow hard?
Maybe the one with more lard?
More lard to hide the lies.
Promises that once elected dies.
The ying and yang of the matter,
Is only their wallets get fatter.
Out for you or me?
Pffft better help from fish in the sea.
No matter the side,
And the fake filled pride,
They are all full of shit.
Could need some ex-lax for it.
But they got that at the yap.
As they continue to flap.
Everything in the shitter.
But no one should be bitter.
Just listen to what we say.
Who cares if we do it the same old way.
Candidate 2 had an affair.
They can't run a whole lair.
Candidate one is against owning a gun.
The NRA says right away they're done.
Who cares about the topic at play,
All about the crap they did the other day.
Not what they are going to do,
Not that it will be anything new,
But about what has been done.
Crap like reality TV has spun.
Yep, that's the way.
Dirty them up like a litter tray.
That doesn't matter though.
For the one who wins sucks the most umm toe.
Take the kickbacks err umm donations from big pharma and such.
They will see you win in the clutch.
Right or wrong, what is that?
All about making my wallet fat.
With Candidate 1 or Candidate 2,
The only difference is how much they kiss ass and moo.
There you go, the cat has done political at his show. Things may rearrange but nothing will ever change as long as the same crap comes around the bend. Those big companies just like to lend. Then they get what they want in the end. Waste more money with campaigns than what the average tax payer in their lifetime will get to spend. But they are all given a pass. Sure beats my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Candidate 1 vs. Candidate 2,
The third gets a big screw you.
Who is the bigger blow hard?
Maybe the one with more lard?
More lard to hide the lies.
Promises that once elected dies.
The ying and yang of the matter,
Is only their wallets get fatter.
Out for you or me?
Pffft better help from fish in the sea.
No matter the side,
And the fake filled pride,
They are all full of shit.
Could need some ex-lax for it.
But they got that at the yap.
As they continue to flap.
Everything in the shitter.
But no one should be bitter.
Just listen to what we say.
Who cares if we do it the same old way.
Candidate 2 had an affair.
They can't run a whole lair.
Candidate one is against owning a gun.
The NRA says right away they're done.
Who cares about the topic at play,
All about the crap they did the other day.
Not what they are going to do,
Not that it will be anything new,
But about what has been done.
Crap like reality TV has spun.
Yep, that's the way.
Dirty them up like a litter tray.
That doesn't matter though.
For the one who wins sucks the most umm toe.
Take the kickbacks err umm donations from big pharma and such.
They will see you win in the clutch.
Right or wrong, what is that?
All about making my wallet fat.
With Candidate 1 or Candidate 2,
The only difference is how much they kiss ass and moo.
There you go, the cat has done political at his show. Things may rearrange but nothing will ever change as long as the same crap comes around the bend. Those big companies just like to lend. Then they get what they want in the end. Waste more money with campaigns than what the average tax payer in their lifetime will get to spend. But they are all given a pass. Sure beats my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 18, 2015 03:00
April 17, 2015
Opinions At Play Here Today!
For O comes a big one for some. They like to talk them out their bum. I don't know how that can literally be done, but they find a way, bar none. Opinions we get to today as we continue on the a to z way.
Mine is right.
Yours is wrong.
Want to fight?
Then sing along.
You must agree.
You must give in.
I'll kick your knee,
If I can't win.
You can't like it.
You must hate that.
Hear my big fit.
Come chew the fat.
You must love this.
You must partake.
Come get bliss,
Or drown in a lake.
My review is correct.
Everything is spot on.
Nothing did I neglect.
Go roll on the lawn.
This means war.
This means death.
I'll kick in your door,
You've taken your last breath.
All because you disagree.
It is carved in stone.
My opinion is right you see,
Throw a dog a bone.
Sacred is my word.
Without it you'd be lost.
You are just absurd,
That will surely cost.
There is no other way.
There is no other choice.
Listen to what I say,
Just sit back and rejoice.
Conform and enjoy.
Live and let live.
But don't be coy,
If not my way I won't forgive.
Don't you just love it when you get nuts who think their opinion is 100% correct? They just stand so erect. There is no other way. No way they can be wrong in what they say. Live like me or I'll pitch you in the sea. Pffft the cat hears better advice from the gas that comes out his little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Mine is right.
Yours is wrong.
Want to fight?
Then sing along.
You must agree.
You must give in.
I'll kick your knee,
If I can't win.
You can't like it.
You must hate that.
Hear my big fit.
Come chew the fat.
You must love this.
You must partake.
Come get bliss,
Or drown in a lake.
My review is correct.
Everything is spot on.
Nothing did I neglect.
Go roll on the lawn.
This means war.
This means death.
I'll kick in your door,
You've taken your last breath.
All because you disagree.
It is carved in stone.
My opinion is right you see,
Throw a dog a bone.
Sacred is my word.
Without it you'd be lost.
You are just absurd,
That will surely cost.
There is no other way.
There is no other choice.
Listen to what I say,
Just sit back and rejoice.
Conform and enjoy.
Live and let live.
But don't be coy,
If not my way I won't forgive.
Don't you just love it when you get nuts who think their opinion is 100% correct? They just stand so erect. There is no other way. No way they can be wrong in what they say. Live like me or I'll pitch you in the sea. Pffft the cat hears better advice from the gas that comes out his little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 17, 2015 03:00
April 16, 2015
So You Say Normal Is The Way?
The cat has heard it a time or three here at his rhyming sea. You have to be normal they say. Or you have to follow the norm at your bay. Something clever like that. Note, clever was sarcasm from the cat. So for the A to Z we go on a Normal spree.
Get a job.
Don't be a bum like Bob.
Work the 9-5 like a drone.
Sit, type, and answer a phone.
Don't draw outside the lines.
That may get you fines.
Stay in the comfy box.
Make sure to check those locks.
You can't stay in.
That isn't a win.
Go out and drink like the rest
You want to pass the social test.
Join our lame game.
It is not a shame.
Follow the crowd.
Stand up nice and proud.
Drink the water.
Don't be a plotter.
That Kool-Aid is too great.
The norm is your fate.
Normal was set by us.
Don't kick up a fuss.
It is just the way it is.
So plop, plop, fizz, fizz.
Take the normal pill.
You will get a thrill.
As in be like the undead.
Sorry, you still have to get out of bed.
Normal means you are great.
Nothing new is your fate.
Be normal like the rest.
That sure is best.
Don't have a thought of your own.
Cross the street at the tone.
Be like everyone.
Now that is true fun.
Original thoughts are bad.
They make society mad.
Normal is always in.
So stick with it for the win.
Pffft says the cat. Normal can surely scat. If anyone wants the cat or Pat to be normal at any sea. Come here and in your shoe we'll pee. I may have better aim than Pat. Do you strive to be "normal" at your blog mat? I hope you take a pass. Normal is so boring to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Get a job.
Don't be a bum like Bob.
Work the 9-5 like a drone.
Sit, type, and answer a phone.
Don't draw outside the lines.
That may get you fines.
Stay in the comfy box.
Make sure to check those locks.
You can't stay in.
That isn't a win.
Go out and drink like the rest
You want to pass the social test.
Join our lame game.
It is not a shame.
Follow the crowd.
Stand up nice and proud.
Drink the water.
Don't be a plotter.
That Kool-Aid is too great.
The norm is your fate.
Normal was set by us.
Don't kick up a fuss.
It is just the way it is.
So plop, plop, fizz, fizz.
Take the normal pill.
You will get a thrill.
As in be like the undead.
Sorry, you still have to get out of bed.
Normal means you are great.
Nothing new is your fate.
Be normal like the rest.
That sure is best.
Don't have a thought of your own.
Cross the street at the tone.
Be like everyone.
Now that is true fun.
Original thoughts are bad.
They make society mad.
Normal is always in.
So stick with it for the win.
Pffft says the cat. Normal can surely scat. If anyone wants the cat or Pat to be normal at any sea. Come here and in your shoe we'll pee. I may have better aim than Pat. Do you strive to be "normal" at your blog mat? I hope you take a pass. Normal is so boring to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 16, 2015 03:00
April 15, 2015
Upon High With This Cry!
Today we go with a thing that has more names than me. But we'll stick with its main name today at my sea. For M marijuana is at play. Let's hope the dope heads have a very nice day.
Marijuana is so great.
It has a common trait.
Not only does it get you high.
But it will make it so you can't die.
Yep, you will be immortal with it.
Death will never take a hit.
You will live life forever.
Smoke up and be clever.
It will cure Ebola.
Forget Coke a Cola.
It is the best around.
No disease will ever be found.
It takes all pain away.
Listen to what we say.
Marijuana will cure everything.
Cut big pharma's string.
Join the revolution today.
Cure all disease at play.
Marijuana is the best.
It passes every test.
We are not high.
Pfft we'll never die.
We'll preach until the cows come home.
Our medical evidence is lost in Rome.
But trust us anyway.
We'd never lead you astray.
Go get your card.
It isn't that hard.
Say you got this or that.
You will get a card, stat.
You stubbed your poor toe.
Wow, a marijuana card will show.
Now you can smoke all day.
Forget about making pay.
Be a pot head 24/7.
You'll be in heaven.
Brain cells die every day.
You don't need them all anyway.
Smoke up and join the cause.
Ignore those pesky marijuana laws.
Pfffffft says the cat. If it cured everything going there is no way it would be kept under a hat. Now top grade cannabis oil I have actually witnessed cut tumor growth. So it is possible for some it can help cancer go south. And if it works to make actual, not a stubbed toe, pain go away, power to anyone I say. But claiming it will cure everything under the sun just makes one sound like brain cells have been killed a ton. There is obviously some healing properties within the plant somewhere. So what do you think at your lair? Are you part of the "It cures everything mass?" I'm done weeding, get it, through such things with my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Marijuana is so great.
It has a common trait.
Not only does it get you high.
But it will make it so you can't die.
Yep, you will be immortal with it.
Death will never take a hit.
You will live life forever.
Smoke up and be clever.
It will cure Ebola.
Forget Coke a Cola.
It is the best around.
No disease will ever be found.
It takes all pain away.
Listen to what we say.
Marijuana will cure everything.
Cut big pharma's string.
Join the revolution today.
Cure all disease at play.
Marijuana is the best.
It passes every test.
We are not high.
Pfft we'll never die.
We'll preach until the cows come home.
Our medical evidence is lost in Rome.
But trust us anyway.
We'd never lead you astray.
Go get your card.
It isn't that hard.
Say you got this or that.
You will get a card, stat.
You stubbed your poor toe.
Wow, a marijuana card will show.
Now you can smoke all day.
Forget about making pay.
Be a pot head 24/7.
You'll be in heaven.
Brain cells die every day.
You don't need them all anyway.
Smoke up and join the cause.
Ignore those pesky marijuana laws.
Pfffffft says the cat. If it cured everything going there is no way it would be kept under a hat. Now top grade cannabis oil I have actually witnessed cut tumor growth. So it is possible for some it can help cancer go south. And if it works to make actual, not a stubbed toe, pain go away, power to anyone I say. But claiming it will cure everything under the sun just makes one sound like brain cells have been killed a ton. There is obviously some healing properties within the plant somewhere. So what do you think at your lair? Are you part of the "It cures everything mass?" I'm done weeding, get it, through such things with my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 15, 2015 03:00
April 14, 2015
Watch Your Eye With A Lovey Dovey Fly!
So today for L the cat thought he'd go for a lovey dovey spell. Yeah, I put a spell on you. No, not repeating some Hocus Pocus song at my zoo. Love it is for today's a to z biz.
Love is so great.
To nothing it can relate.
Love sure beats hate.
Just look at the divorce rate.
Whoops! Look away.
Don't believe what I say.
A 50% or more divorce rate,
Doesn't mean it isn't fate.
That third marriage is love.
It was sent from God above.
The first two were only love for a little while.
But that love cramped my style.
You have to have it!
You need a love fit.
Get it right away.
You need love play.
You can't be alone.
Throw a dog a bone.
Get love right now.
Love can just wow.
Force it if you must.
It's love, not lust.
You need to be like everyone.
Love needs to be done.
Get with it today.
Love we say.
It is as easy as can be.
Forget everything else for thee.
Movies make it easy.
They may be cheesy,
But they show love is easy.
Two hours and love is always pleasy.
One hour a week,
Love can take a peak.
That is all you need for it to work.
TV is such a knowledgeable perk.
Do what the media and society commands,
Give in to their growing demands.
Love, get married and procreate.
Love will always be your fate.
Don't you just love how you humans make it so easy and it ends up dead. No wonder the divorce rate is what was said. Society, media and the like all push and push more for one to take love's hike. Who cares if it is really there. You just have to have it to be "normal" at your lair. Pffft to that bunch of sass. I'll just stick to loving my own little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Love is so great.
To nothing it can relate.
Love sure beats hate.
Just look at the divorce rate.
Whoops! Look away.
Don't believe what I say.
A 50% or more divorce rate,
Doesn't mean it isn't fate.
That third marriage is love.
It was sent from God above.
The first two were only love for a little while.
But that love cramped my style.
You have to have it!
You need a love fit.
Get it right away.
You need love play.
You can't be alone.
Throw a dog a bone.
Get love right now.
Love can just wow.
Force it if you must.
It's love, not lust.
You need to be like everyone.
Love needs to be done.
Get with it today.
Love we say.
It is as easy as can be.
Forget everything else for thee.
Movies make it easy.
They may be cheesy,
But they show love is easy.
Two hours and love is always pleasy.
One hour a week,
Love can take a peak.
That is all you need for it to work.
TV is such a knowledgeable perk.
Do what the media and society commands,
Give in to their growing demands.
Love, get married and procreate.
Love will always be your fate.
Don't you just love how you humans make it so easy and it ends up dead. No wonder the divorce rate is what was said. Society, media and the like all push and push more for one to take love's hike. Who cares if it is really there. You just have to have it to be "normal" at your lair. Pffft to that bunch of sass. I'll just stick to loving my own little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on April 14, 2015 03:00
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