Pat Hatt's Blog, page 186
September 6, 2014
How Long Do You Wait Before Closing The Gate?
So the other day as the cat was out and about at his bay, I was being lazy and gave an oopsy daisy. Yeah, I used the elevator at my sea and did not wait for another person to join me. But he was far far away. He never asked to stop it anyway.
How long do you wait,
Before you close the gate?
Do you sit and stare,
And fiddle with your hair?
Do you watch the slow,
Who obviously can go.
But instead choose to walk slow,
Then if you leave they blow.
Pffft to those.
They don't smell like a rose.
If they want on,
Get there before dawn.
Do you wait for the slacker,
Who is a lazy man packer?
Taking 50 things at once,
Dropping everything like a dunce.
If they are near,
Have no fear.
But if they drop non stop,
Waiting is a flop.
What if you wait,
And they do a better trait.
They take the stairs.
Wasted time for your cares.
What if they yell to you,
But then move slow like glue?
Do you still wait,
Or ignore them with the slow trait?
Or maybe they give a yell,
And you hold for a spell.
They flap their trap,
To some other chap.
Do you still wait?
Could be a new date,
By the time they are through.
What if you have to use the loo?
How long do you wait,
Before you close the gate?
Is there a golden rule,
Or do you just hit all the buttons like a fool?
So how long do you wait? Asked that five times at my gate. Okay, maybe four. Who knows with this rhyming tour. I hit the button and off I go. Pffft to them if they are too slow. It will come back down for another pass after it's done delivering my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
How long do you wait,
Before you close the gate?
Do you sit and stare,
And fiddle with your hair?
Do you watch the slow,
Who obviously can go.
But instead choose to walk slow,
Then if you leave they blow.
Pffft to those.
They don't smell like a rose.
If they want on,
Get there before dawn.
Do you wait for the slacker,
Who is a lazy man packer?
Taking 50 things at once,
Dropping everything like a dunce.
If they are near,
Have no fear.
But if they drop non stop,
Waiting is a flop.
What if you wait,
And they do a better trait.
They take the stairs.
Wasted time for your cares.
What if they yell to you,
But then move slow like glue?
Do you still wait,
Or ignore them with the slow trait?
Or maybe they give a yell,
And you hold for a spell.
They flap their trap,
To some other chap.
Do you still wait?
Could be a new date,
By the time they are through.
What if you have to use the loo?
How long do you wait,
Before you close the gate?
Is there a golden rule,
Or do you just hit all the buttons like a fool?
So how long do you wait? Asked that five times at my gate. Okay, maybe four. Who knows with this rhyming tour. I hit the button and off I go. Pffft to them if they are too slow. It will come back down for another pass after it's done delivering my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
September 5, 2014
A Magic Fate On This Date!
The cat was out and about when he heard a nut human shout, "It said No!" down in the dumps I go. I looked around the corner to see. The nut was on a magic 8 ball spree.
Need an answer now?
Don't have a cow.
It will come some how.
Magic 8 ball, wow!
Shake, shake, shake,
You're going to drown in a lake.
Damn, it is mean.
At least it keeps things clean.
Tomorrow you die!
Nope, I don't lie.
You are good and dead.
That is what I said.
You win the lottery this week!
Enough money to fill a creek.
Did you jump up and down?
Just kidding, now don't frown.
What was that?
Do I like your hat?
Nope, it is crap.
Sorry you silly chap.
Should I rob a bank?
Yes! You need gas in the tank.
You listened to me?
No wonder you are no longer free.
Should I date her?
Nope, she can't purr.
Wait! She was the one.
Oopsy, aren't I fun?
Will I get a raise?
Sit there and gaze.
Thinking, thinking, maybe.
Best you'll get out of me.
Shaking me twice?
Oh how nice.
Still maybe for you.
Did you expect something new?
Shake, shake, shake,
Don't you want to partake?
Ask me a question today,
I won't lead you astray.
Got any questions for the magic 8 ball? My, they are quite rude at their hall. They talk back to you. Now if you believe that to be true, you may just be a nut and have less brain cells than a mutt. The cat got a little crass, but that is alright to my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Need an answer now?
Don't have a cow.
It will come some how.
Magic 8 ball, wow!
Shake, shake, shake,
You're going to drown in a lake.
Damn, it is mean.
At least it keeps things clean.
Tomorrow you die!
Nope, I don't lie.
You are good and dead.
That is what I said.
You win the lottery this week!
Enough money to fill a creek.
Did you jump up and down?
Just kidding, now don't frown.
What was that?
Do I like your hat?
Nope, it is crap.
Sorry you silly chap.
Should I rob a bank?
Yes! You need gas in the tank.
You listened to me?
No wonder you are no longer free.
Should I date her?
Nope, she can't purr.
Wait! She was the one.
Oopsy, aren't I fun?
Will I get a raise?
Sit there and gaze.
Thinking, thinking, maybe.
Best you'll get out of me.
Shaking me twice?
Oh how nice.
Still maybe for you.
Did you expect something new?
Shake, shake, shake,
Don't you want to partake?
Ask me a question today,
I won't lead you astray.
Got any questions for the magic 8 ball? My, they are quite rude at their hall. They talk back to you. Now if you believe that to be true, you may just be a nut and have less brain cells than a mutt. The cat got a little crass, but that is alright to my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
September 4, 2014
A Little dVerse Tale Hits The Trail!
The cat is a bit late but that is what happens when so many posts ahead is my fate. Still the cat had to have some dVerse play with Claudia's artwork on display.
The snow creatures were lost,Thanks to old Jack Frost.But they were determined to get home.So they began their long roam.
They passed a band,Who wanted a hand.But the snow creatures roared.They were a scary horde.
They got offered a job,From some dude named, Bob.$2 to mow a lawn.They weren't some pawn.
They thought they found their mother.But then they found she was another.Aliens were melting her.They ran away protecting their fur.
The magic washing machine lied.It said they would change the Tide.But Tide went all over the floor.They didn't like that chore.
The ruler of this strange place,Sprayed them with mace.She was a mean old bitty.She gave the snow creatures no pity.
They had heard the tale of Peter Pan.So they thought that was a plan.They would fly home by the moon,When the clock ran away with the spoon.
Or was that a dish?Either way they got their wish.The snow creatures believed and they flew.A cow greeted them by the moon with a moo.
They made it home to the great white plains.Jack Frost's disciples were causing pains.They had locked the alligators away.The snow creatures made them all pay.
They got their paint and brush,And soon they were flush.They erased Jack Frost from view,And all his little disciples too.
There you are. Don't go messing with snow creatures at your sand bar. Wait! Maybe they were sheep running away from little bo beep? Hmm like my version better though. So we'll go with that at my show. Now my tale from Claudia's artwork has come to pass. Jack Frost can stay erased and keep winter far away from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
The snow creatures were lost,Thanks to old Jack Frost.But they were determined to get home.So they began their long roam.
They passed a band,Who wanted a hand.But the snow creatures roared.They were a scary horde.
They got offered a job,From some dude named, Bob.$2 to mow a lawn.They weren't some pawn.
They thought they found their mother.But then they found she was another.Aliens were melting her.They ran away protecting their fur.
The magic washing machine lied.It said they would change the Tide.But Tide went all over the floor.They didn't like that chore.
The ruler of this strange place,Sprayed them with mace.She was a mean old bitty.She gave the snow creatures no pity.
They had heard the tale of Peter Pan.So they thought that was a plan.They would fly home by the moon,When the clock ran away with the spoon.
Or was that a dish?Either way they got their wish.The snow creatures believed and they flew.A cow greeted them by the moon with a moo.
They made it home to the great white plains.Jack Frost's disciples were causing pains.They had locked the alligators away.The snow creatures made them all pay.
They got their paint and brush,And soon they were flush.They erased Jack Frost from view,And all his little disciples too.
There you are. Don't go messing with snow creatures at your sand bar. Wait! Maybe they were sheep running away from little bo beep? Hmm like my version better though. So we'll go with that at my show. Now my tale from Claudia's artwork has come to pass. Jack Frost can stay erased and keep winter far away from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
September 3, 2014
Could Go Another Way If Insecure At Your Bay!
So poor pitiful you,You have things to do.But can't get it done.Time is on the run.
Whatever will you do?Go poo in your shoe?Who came up with that?Bet it wasn't a cat.
Will it ever happen?Should I keep rappin?No, probably not.But I'm hot to trot.
Used it once more,Betsy keeps count at her shore.Now what can I say?Oh yes, go another way.
Instead of poor pitiful you,Loose a screw or two.Find another way,Make it become play.
Let the mind go.Feel that flow.Get out of a rut,Be a bit of a nut.
Give the nut a crack,Go nutty at your shack.Hmmm bad words there,Oh well, just don't stare.
Then find another way.Easy peasy at your bay.Crazy has its perks,Never know what works.
Pull a rabbit from a hat.Poof, you are more popular than a gnat.Hmmm maybe have higher hopes,Or invest in lots of soaps.
Just go another way,Learn to play.Let things flow,Could end up like below.
See, there you are. People remember that near and far. And if you just can't think, at least you can give something a wink wink. Or would that be, hmmm, never mind. I know, the cat isn't kind. The cat is bleepin crass with my bleepin little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
September 2, 2014
Today Things Aspire To Expire!
So here at my sea we are going to look for an expiry. I mean everything has it now a days. I seems we are going through an expiry phase. What, you did not know? I guess I will have to show.
Built to last!
These are iron cast.
Oopsy expiry has passed.
We made it half assed.
That part on your car,
It can go really far.
Far is relative though,
Just so you know.
That computer you use,
Can sure amuse and abuse,
Sorry though it's gonna break.
But your money we'll still take.
A can of this or that,
Will expire years later at your mat.
That has to make it good.
Such additives are just misunderstood.
That camera you use to shoot all.
It will go up on the broken wall.
After one too many a click,
It will expire some slick.
That coupon is grand.
Use it across the land.
Whoops, you are out of luck.
Hey, it was only a buck.
It also applies to people,
Forget the pointy steeple.
When out goes the fire,
A lawyer loves to expire.
Out goes the light.
That is such a fright.
For it is our desire,
To make it expire.
Forget the one that could stay on,
Lighting the way at every lawn,
For decades and more.
We have to fleece you at your shore.
Build them to expire,
So profits rise hire.
That is the way to be.
Don't you agree?
I wonder what the cat should post at his mat? We expire when dead or unable to get out of bed? Actually should be three months after that. For we are far ahead at our mat. Even that singing wall bass was built to expire unlike my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Built to last!
These are iron cast.
Oopsy expiry has passed.
We made it half assed.
That part on your car,
It can go really far.
Far is relative though,
Just so you know.
That computer you use,
Can sure amuse and abuse,
Sorry though it's gonna break.
But your money we'll still take.
A can of this or that,
Will expire years later at your mat.
That has to make it good.
Such additives are just misunderstood.
That camera you use to shoot all.
It will go up on the broken wall.
After one too many a click,
It will expire some slick.
That coupon is grand.
Use it across the land.
Whoops, you are out of luck.
Hey, it was only a buck.
It also applies to people,
Forget the pointy steeple.
When out goes the fire,
A lawyer loves to expire.
Out goes the light.
That is such a fright.
For it is our desire,
To make it expire.
Forget the one that could stay on,
Lighting the way at every lawn,
For decades and more.
We have to fleece you at your shore.
Build them to expire,
So profits rise hire.
That is the way to be.
Don't you agree?
I wonder what the cat should post at his mat? We expire when dead or unable to get out of bed? Actually should be three months after that. For we are far ahead at our mat. Even that singing wall bass was built to expire unlike my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
September 1, 2014
How To Make Thee Freak Out With A Scream And Shout!
Ever want to go around blogland and lend a helping hand? No? Well you are in luck today at my show. Now you can do the opposite of that. All thanks to the cat.
Want to tick off Brian,
And leave him sighin?
Stick him in the grocery store.
He'll quickly run for the door.
What about the ninja wannabe?
That one is easy.
Just snatch is guitar.
Warning, you may not get far.
Betsy is easy as well.
One can easily raise a little hell.
Just steal her coffee maker.
She may harm the taker.
Rosey will turn and run,
Just show her a bb gun.
Actually she may back up instead.
Butt shot beats head.
Manzanita and Terry are easy.
No need to get cheesy.
Just grab some worms,
Two for one with wormy germs.
Theresa you can take.
She may drown you in a lake.
But just stop Halloween.
She'll make a big scene.
The Grammar Nazi is an easy win.
You don't even have to leave your bin.
Their are easy ways to annoy.
See what I did they're with joy?
Old one eye is waaay easy too.
Just laugh at her one eyed view.
But she may turn you to stew,
Or flush you down a golden loo.
Steal Adam's fact finding.
Then his teeth will be grinding.
Maybe a facts about no facts will come due.
I bet he'll dedicate it to you.
Mary is easy too.
Just let her dogs eat poo.
Simple stuff I say.
Bad breath all the way.
Just ask the cat if you need to know anymore. He has the inside scoop at his shore. He just scoops it out of the litter box. Their is one for Grammar Nazi Fox. Get it yet? Are you too slow to catch onto the pet? Either way you now know how to stir things up for some blogland mass, all thanks to me little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Want to tick off Brian,
And leave him sighin?
Stick him in the grocery store.
He'll quickly run for the door.
What about the ninja wannabe?
That one is easy.
Just snatch is guitar.
Warning, you may not get far.
Betsy is easy as well.
One can easily raise a little hell.
Just steal her coffee maker.
She may harm the taker.
Rosey will turn and run,
Just show her a bb gun.
Actually she may back up instead.
Butt shot beats head.
Manzanita and Terry are easy.
No need to get cheesy.
Just grab some worms,
Two for one with wormy germs.
Theresa you can take.
She may drown you in a lake.
But just stop Halloween.
She'll make a big scene.
The Grammar Nazi is an easy win.
You don't even have to leave your bin.
Their are easy ways to annoy.
See what I did they're with joy?
Old one eye is waaay easy too.
Just laugh at her one eyed view.
But she may turn you to stew,
Or flush you down a golden loo.
Steal Adam's fact finding.
Then his teeth will be grinding.
Maybe a facts about no facts will come due.
I bet he'll dedicate it to you.
Mary is easy too.
Just let her dogs eat poo.
Simple stuff I say.
Bad breath all the way.
Just ask the cat if you need to know anymore. He has the inside scoop at his shore. He just scoops it out of the litter box. Their is one for Grammar Nazi Fox. Get it yet? Are you too slow to catch onto the pet? Either way you now know how to stir things up for some blogland mass, all thanks to me little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
August 31, 2014
A Little Twist That Can't Be Missed!
So why not get your tongue in a twist today here at my bay? No objections? Okay! The cat will now take it away.
Wrists wrap wrists with wrappers to wrist wrap wrists.
Wow, wrapped wrists must make fists.
Toes take trots to toe toe town today to toe time.
Piggies must think that is just a crime.
Rabbits riot rotten rodents raw ripe rears.
That will be added to all fears.
Buying big bad beetleborgs bring big bad bugs.
Yeah, I ripped off the beetle thugs.
Buy bugs big bad beetleborgs behind buy buys.
Wait! Is that the same? Lies!
Eat every eats eaten.
Had to leave one that could be beaten.
Faint for figures from figures finding figures found.
That must really friggin astound.
Whoopdi whoops wow whoopers winging whoopdi whoops.
That must awe all the rhyming troops.
Sick sickos slide slick slowly sickos showing shows.
I guess that is how it goes.
Comedy comics come crowing comedy crows.
I guess that is just umm who knows.
Great gonging gongs go gonging.
No gongs can leave you longing.
City cops cop core criminals copping cops.
That has to be some flops.
Tonight true truth tries to time truth that's too true.
True truth? Who knew?
Little long limos like limos long.
I guess limos come on strong.
Watch watchers watching watchers with watches.
Might need a few scotches.
Sour systems sense sour systems sweetly sour.
I guess it is that kind of hour.
Flies fly for flight flying fly flies.
A rat in disguise.
Do dogs drown dogs drowning dogs doing dogs?
Hmmm stick with brown logs.
Screens saw screens screening screens screwing screens.
Hmmm something dirty for teens?
Rhyming rhymers rhyme right rhymes rhyming rhymes right.
That is one that works for my site.
There you go. Did your tongue go high and low? Can you say each three times fast? Hopefully your tongue is not in a cast. They may all cause gas. You were warned by my tongue twisting little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Wrists wrap wrists with wrappers to wrist wrap wrists.
Wow, wrapped wrists must make fists.
Toes take trots to toe toe town today to toe time.
Piggies must think that is just a crime.
Rabbits riot rotten rodents raw ripe rears.
That will be added to all fears.
Buying big bad beetleborgs bring big bad bugs.
Yeah, I ripped off the beetle thugs.
Buy bugs big bad beetleborgs behind buy buys.
Wait! Is that the same? Lies!
Eat every eats eaten.
Had to leave one that could be beaten.
Faint for figures from figures finding figures found.
That must really friggin astound.
Whoopdi whoops wow whoopers winging whoopdi whoops.
That must awe all the rhyming troops.
Sick sickos slide slick slowly sickos showing shows.
I guess that is how it goes.
Comedy comics come crowing comedy crows.
I guess that is just umm who knows.
Great gonging gongs go gonging.
No gongs can leave you longing.
City cops cop core criminals copping cops.
That has to be some flops.
Tonight true truth tries to time truth that's too true.
True truth? Who knew?
Little long limos like limos long.
I guess limos come on strong.
Watch watchers watching watchers with watches.
Might need a few scotches.
Sour systems sense sour systems sweetly sour.
I guess it is that kind of hour.
Flies fly for flight flying fly flies.
A rat in disguise.
Do dogs drown dogs drowning dogs doing dogs?
Hmmm stick with brown logs.
Screens saw screens screening screens screwing screens.
Hmmm something dirty for teens?
Rhyming rhymers rhyme right rhymes rhyming rhymes right.
That is one that works for my site.
There you go. Did your tongue go high and low? Can you say each three times fast? Hopefully your tongue is not in a cast. They may all cause gas. You were warned by my tongue twisting little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
August 30, 2014
Where It Could Go With An Evolving Flow!
So the cat will tangle with old Darwin today. What else do I have to do at my bay? I could eat a little hay. But that might cause my digestion dismay. Maybe a past version of the cat needed the hay for this and that.
Humans were small,
Humans were wimpy.
Not even the size of a ball,
They were really shrimpy.
Then along comes this,
Along comes that.
Science is bliss,
Not to the cat.
They grow into an ape,
They even have a tail.
With a brain like a grape,
Could be an epic fail.
Isn't a fail a fail?
Epic is a strong word.
What is that you wail?
Okay, on with it, you turd.
They get a club,
They get some meat.
What's up bub,
They do the caveman beat.
Then they wear clothes,
Thankful for that.
Could cause eyes woes,
To this poor cat.
Now here we are,
Fighting from afar.
Which is still on par,
With every past sand bar.
Maybe backwards it will be,
Humans turn to paste.
Shrimpy from sea to sea,
What a waste.
At least the cockroaches will be happy,
They will dance a jig.
Maybe they'll eat Flappy,
Then they'd grow awful big.
Or maybe they won't terminate,
Instead add mechanical parts.
That would be an interesting fate,
A machine with a heart.
That is where the cat's thoughts roamed today. Well actually months ago at my bay. But what they heck, good to have another on deck. Now I will evolve my sass, right, not likely from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Humans were small,
Humans were wimpy.
Not even the size of a ball,
They were really shrimpy.
Then along comes this,
Along comes that.
Science is bliss,
Not to the cat.
They grow into an ape,
They even have a tail.
With a brain like a grape,
Could be an epic fail.
Isn't a fail a fail?
Epic is a strong word.
What is that you wail?
Okay, on with it, you turd.
They get a club,
They get some meat.
What's up bub,
They do the caveman beat.
Then they wear clothes,
Thankful for that.
Could cause eyes woes,
To this poor cat.
Now here we are,
Fighting from afar.
Which is still on par,
With every past sand bar.
Maybe backwards it will be,
Humans turn to paste.
Shrimpy from sea to sea,
What a waste.
At least the cockroaches will be happy,
They will dance a jig.
Maybe they'll eat Flappy,
Then they'd grow awful big.
Or maybe they won't terminate,
Instead add mechanical parts.
That would be an interesting fate,
A machine with a heart.
That is where the cat's thoughts roamed today. Well actually months ago at my bay. But what they heck, good to have another on deck. Now I will evolve my sass, right, not likely from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
August 29, 2014
Animals On Display With Secrets At Play!
Did you know animals are strange too? I go after humans all the time at my zoo. But animals sure have some weird acts as well, except for cats wherever we dwell.
A bear in the woods,
Really likes hoods.
Put one on its head,
And it will sleep in your bed.
A duck likes to quack,
But go on the attack.
And it will spit,
What? They can do it.
A beaver on the loose,
Will go after a goose.
It wants to goose the goose.
Easier than a moose.
A dog in a park,
May very well bark.
But when it leaves a mark,
Another animal gets a spark.
The hyena comes to play,
To every animals dismay.
For it likes the smell so much,
Every animals nose it wants to touch.
The anteater is grand.
It stretches out across the land.
But what that really means is,
It wants to give you an ant math quiz.
The birds chirp and fly,
Until a cat makes them die.
Why do that though?
Because they want to be an egg again, I know.
Pigs want to fly,
They also want to die.
For to prove the saying right,
To Heaven they want to take flight.
A cow is just absurd,
Eats things twice in every herd.
Tastes better the second time?
I guess it makes ribs prime.
A horse gets horny,
When it sees something thorny.
Rhinos beware,
When you see their stare.
There is some inside scoop. The cat just wanted to keep you in the loop. Just look at those birds wanting to be turned to turds. I guess an egg shape could come due if you really try at your zoo. Then their wish will come to pass all thanks to those like my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
A bear in the woods,
Really likes hoods.
Put one on its head,
And it will sleep in your bed.
A duck likes to quack,
But go on the attack.
And it will spit,
What? They can do it.
A beaver on the loose,
Will go after a goose.
It wants to goose the goose.
Easier than a moose.
A dog in a park,
May very well bark.
But when it leaves a mark,
Another animal gets a spark.
The hyena comes to play,
To every animals dismay.
For it likes the smell so much,
Every animals nose it wants to touch.
The anteater is grand.
It stretches out across the land.
But what that really means is,
It wants to give you an ant math quiz.
The birds chirp and fly,
Until a cat makes them die.
Why do that though?
Because they want to be an egg again, I know.
Pigs want to fly,
They also want to die.
For to prove the saying right,
To Heaven they want to take flight.
A cow is just absurd,
Eats things twice in every herd.
Tastes better the second time?
I guess it makes ribs prime.
A horse gets horny,
When it sees something thorny.
Rhinos beware,
When you see their stare.
There is some inside scoop. The cat just wanted to keep you in the loop. Just look at those birds wanting to be turned to turds. I guess an egg shape could come due if you really try at your zoo. Then their wish will come to pass all thanks to those like my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
August 28, 2014
Did You Know This And That At Your Mat?
So a little did you know for all today at my hall. Warning though, some of it is nasty that I give a go. But at least I give you tips, may save those hips.
Cashews are great,
Eat them by the plate.
But did you know,
They can make you itch down below?
As in your ass crack?
Yep, such an itch attack.
If not processed right,
Like eating poison ivy at your site.
Jellybeans for you?
Mmmm yummy at your zoo.
Chow down all day.
Time for dismay.
Their shiny coat,
Has your vote,
It's made from bug crap.
Shiny apples too take such a lap.
Drink dispensers are great.
Fast and a cheap rate.
At least most times,
Some have high fee crimes.
But don't dismay,
It gets worse studies say.
50% of them are great,
The other 50% contaminated with fecal bacteria is their fate.
Wine is great too.
Get drunk at your zoo.
Well many don't any longer,
A few come on stronger.
They stomp the wine,
Nasty to the ocd of the feline,
With their bare feet.
Foot fungus wine, a tasty treat.
Ready to chow down on your meat?
Another tasty treat.
Pink slime, mechanically separated meat,
Your mouth can meet and greet.
Treated with ammonia it is,
The stuff from the cleaning product biz.
But never fear at your sea,
It can only be used as 15% filler with no labeling for thee.
Don't you want to go chow down now? Itchy ass cracks and foot fungus wine must really wow. Good luck getting that out of your head. At least you aren't like the meat and dead. That should suffice more than gas, at least to many who aren't my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Cashews are great,
Eat them by the plate.
But did you know,
They can make you itch down below?
As in your ass crack?
Yep, such an itch attack.
If not processed right,
Like eating poison ivy at your site.
Jellybeans for you?
Mmmm yummy at your zoo.
Chow down all day.
Time for dismay.
Their shiny coat,
Has your vote,
It's made from bug crap.
Shiny apples too take such a lap.
Drink dispensers are great.
Fast and a cheap rate.
At least most times,
Some have high fee crimes.
But don't dismay,
It gets worse studies say.
50% of them are great,
The other 50% contaminated with fecal bacteria is their fate.
Wine is great too.
Get drunk at your zoo.
Well many don't any longer,
A few come on stronger.
They stomp the wine,
Nasty to the ocd of the feline,
With their bare feet.
Foot fungus wine, a tasty treat.
Ready to chow down on your meat?
Another tasty treat.
Pink slime, mechanically separated meat,
Your mouth can meet and greet.
Treated with ammonia it is,
The stuff from the cleaning product biz.
But never fear at your sea,
It can only be used as 15% filler with no labeling for thee.
Don't you want to go chow down now? Itchy ass cracks and foot fungus wine must really wow. Good luck getting that out of your head. At least you aren't like the meat and dead. That should suffice more than gas, at least to many who aren't my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
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