Pat Hatt's Blog, page 198
May 9, 2014
Flappy Is Back! Rather Step On A Tack!
So Pat was out and about, it was not the cat this time without a doubt. I would run in fear if such a voice perked up my ear. Heck, I'd run at first sight. Her make up drenched face is such a fright. Plus that smell, not sure how some think it is swell. Anyway, on with it at my bay. He was at a store and there she was coming in the door.
"I have not seen you in ages. Are you still working at the same place, are you still, are you still...."
Ever get someone who asked a question but it seems like a suggestion? Then they expect you to answer while they ask more and more, making you want to hit them in the face with the door?
"What have you been doing? Are you still at that place? I know you must be. How is your life? What..."
Ear plugs were in the store somewhere. They could have helped to stop her blare. I think Pat would need three for each ear the way she gave a cheer.
"I may come back. it is a great place. Why didn't you call? We could have came back? Why has it been so long? Why....'
I know what you are saying, Pat already went through paying, so why not leave already as her questions come steady? It was hard when she blocked the whole damn door and at that time there were no others around as she continued to roar. You'd think someone else would come along wanting her out of the way as she sung her song all damn day.
"Oh that is such a good price on apples. I must get a few bags of them. Do you like apples? Do you know they are good for you? I could eat apples all day."
I'd like to shove one in your yap and push you out of the way. It was thought but Pat reframed from such a plot. After all, why waste a perfectly good apple on a Flappy call?
"I think I need a cart. Why didn't I get a cart? Do you use a cart? They can be so helpful. I think I'll get a cart."
Damn! What an old annoying fart. Someone needs to stick her in a cart. Then push her out in traffic to play. That would get her out of the way.
"Well I must go get my cart. I hope you use a cart for heavy things. I always use a cart for heavy things. I may be back soon. Expect a call at work. Now I must go get a cart."
Yes, she finally got the hell out of the way. And guess what? She got a cart from the cart bay. Wow! Isn't that something now? You would think she was too insane to drive the thing in the short bus lane. Pat walked really fast out of there and away from that Flappy lass. I am just so glad it was not my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
"I have not seen you in ages. Are you still working at the same place, are you still, are you still...."
Ever get someone who asked a question but it seems like a suggestion? Then they expect you to answer while they ask more and more, making you want to hit them in the face with the door?
"What have you been doing? Are you still at that place? I know you must be. How is your life? What..."
Ear plugs were in the store somewhere. They could have helped to stop her blare. I think Pat would need three for each ear the way she gave a cheer.
"I may come back. it is a great place. Why didn't you call? We could have came back? Why has it been so long? Why....'
I know what you are saying, Pat already went through paying, so why not leave already as her questions come steady? It was hard when she blocked the whole damn door and at that time there were no others around as she continued to roar. You'd think someone else would come along wanting her out of the way as she sung her song all damn day.
"Oh that is such a good price on apples. I must get a few bags of them. Do you like apples? Do you know they are good for you? I could eat apples all day."
I'd like to shove one in your yap and push you out of the way. It was thought but Pat reframed from such a plot. After all, why waste a perfectly good apple on a Flappy call?
"I think I need a cart. Why didn't I get a cart? Do you use a cart? They can be so helpful. I think I'll get a cart."
Damn! What an old annoying fart. Someone needs to stick her in a cart. Then push her out in traffic to play. That would get her out of the way.
"Well I must go get my cart. I hope you use a cart for heavy things. I always use a cart for heavy things. I may be back soon. Expect a call at work. Now I must go get a cart."
Yes, she finally got the hell out of the way. And guess what? She got a cart from the cart bay. Wow! Isn't that something now? You would think she was too insane to drive the thing in the short bus lane. Pat walked really fast out of there and away from that Flappy lass. I am just so glad it was not my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
May 8, 2014
Crazy Fools And A Dog Who Drools!
The two light hearted fools are at it again. This time they go from den to den. I am not sure how they do it. But even without any legs they seem to be a hit.
Truedessa gets in the wine,
Changes the fake feline.
Then off they go,
First high than low.
Even to that North Korea place.
I hope they took more than mace.
Then to the 9 to 5.
I hope they get out alive.
Then comes the crew,
They seem to always be in view.
A gawker and numb tongue,
Their undead bell is still rung.
Glory Dear has her say,
But she stays buried in the bay.
Even old one eye is seen.
Yeah, she may scare you from your screen.
Much sure comes due,
Even a tune or two.
Crazy as can be,
As they sail upon the sea.
Want to visit any place like that? Is that already the look of your work mat? I hope not. I hear the undead smell a lot. Boy, could Truedessa ever snore too. Who knew? I hope that will pass as it could hurt the ears of my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Truedessa gets in the wine,
Changes the fake feline.
Then off they go,
First high than low.
Even to that North Korea place.
I hope they took more than mace.
Then to the 9 to 5.
I hope they get out alive.
Then comes the crew,
They seem to always be in view.
A gawker and numb tongue,
Their undead bell is still rung.
Glory Dear has her say,
But she stays buried in the bay.
Even old one eye is seen.
Yeah, she may scare you from your screen.
Much sure comes due,
Even a tune or two.
Crazy as can be,
As they sail upon the sea.
Want to visit any place like that? Is that already the look of your work mat? I hope not. I hear the undead smell a lot. Boy, could Truedessa ever snore too. Who knew? I hope that will pass as it could hurt the ears of my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
May 7, 2014
Hop That Boat Or Maybe Goat!
So once more here we are with the insecure people near and far. The cat will still help out with a little shout, even if he is too crazy to every get an insecure cloud that makes thing hazy.
Today it's boats.Boats with goats?Goats on boats?Goats eat oats.
Boats you board.Boats left stored.Boats at sea.Boats for thee.
The sure thing boat.All take note.The line is long.Usually ends wrong.
The leaky boat.May need a goat.To plug each hole.Could take its toll.
The fancy boat.Board in a fancy coat.With debt up the wazoo.But the Jones's are true.
The ignored boat.It can just float.But not worth a try.You would rather fly.
The sinking boat.Too many holes to note.But still holding on.Dying at dawn.
The copy boat.Has your vote.An easy win.Forget the sin.
The cruise ship.Oh so hip.Full of fake.Have to partake.And the row boat.Sturdy with clout.But work is needed.Can it be deeded?Have a boat you boarded yet? Failed to call off a losing bet? Failed to try another way, hopping a new boat across the bay? The boat one is on may get them to see a new dawn, but the boat not taken out, could leave them forgoing clout. Try a boat or ten no matter the class, just a thought from my little rhyming ass.Experience spring, have a fling.
Today it's boats.Boats with goats?Goats on boats?Goats eat oats.
Boats you board.Boats left stored.Boats at sea.Boats for thee.
The sure thing boat.All take note.The line is long.Usually ends wrong.
The leaky boat.May need a goat.To plug each hole.Could take its toll.
The fancy boat.Board in a fancy coat.With debt up the wazoo.But the Jones's are true.
The ignored boat.It can just float.But not worth a try.You would rather fly.
The sinking boat.Too many holes to note.But still holding on.Dying at dawn.
The copy boat.Has your vote.An easy win.Forget the sin.
The cruise ship.Oh so hip.Full of fake.Have to partake.And the row boat.Sturdy with clout.But work is needed.Can it be deeded?Have a boat you boarded yet? Failed to call off a losing bet? Failed to try another way, hopping a new boat across the bay? The boat one is on may get them to see a new dawn, but the boat not taken out, could leave them forgoing clout. Try a boat or ten no matter the class, just a thought from my little rhyming ass.Experience spring, have a fling.
May 6, 2014
A dVerse Habit Or Two Come Into View!
So today for dVerse the cat will go all habit. No! Not bad ones like humans obsessed with humping a rabbit. A bad image there? Yeah, I am well aware. Let's stray away from redneck land today at my litter box sand.
Habits at your zoo,
All have one or two.
Do it with ease.
Not the birds and the bees.
Oh come now don't stutter.
Stay out of the gutter.
See a habit there.
I have it at my lair.
A food habit.
You have to grab it.
Can't be without.
Your tummy may shout.
A TV habit.
Dang nab it.
You missed a show.
Oh friggin no!
A bathroom habit.
See TP you have to grab it.
A TP hoarder at your sea.
Only 100 rolls is saved by me.
A negative nelly.
A habit that's worse than smelly.
Everything is oh so bad,
Every day at your pad.
A nose picking habit.
You just have to nab it.
Get that booger at your sea.
It will never escape thee.
A breakfast skipper,
Or a double dipper.
Bad habits indeed.
Shame on you at your feed.
A constant pill popper
Call a pharma copper.
Rot your insides out.
A habit that will turn you into a trout.
Holding on to crap.
Not literally, chap.
One bad habit.
Still beats humping a rabbit.
There you are, some bad habits from near and far. Have any of those? Please don't say you pick your nose. That would just mess with my OCD and we need to leave that be. Feel free to move to the head of the class with any other bad habit not mentioned by my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Habits at your zoo,
All have one or two.
Do it with ease.
Not the birds and the bees.
Oh come now don't stutter.
Stay out of the gutter.
See a habit there.
I have it at my lair.
A food habit.
You have to grab it.
Can't be without.
Your tummy may shout.
A TV habit.
Dang nab it.
You missed a show.
Oh friggin no!
A bathroom habit.
See TP you have to grab it.
A TP hoarder at your sea.
Only 100 rolls is saved by me.
A negative nelly.
A habit that's worse than smelly.
Everything is oh so bad,
Every day at your pad.
A nose picking habit.
You just have to nab it.
Get that booger at your sea.
It will never escape thee.
A breakfast skipper,
Or a double dipper.
Bad habits indeed.
Shame on you at your feed.
A constant pill popper
Call a pharma copper.
Rot your insides out.
A habit that will turn you into a trout.
Holding on to crap.
Not literally, chap.
One bad habit.
Still beats humping a rabbit.
There you are, some bad habits from near and far. Have any of those? Please don't say you pick your nose. That would just mess with my OCD and we need to leave that be. Feel free to move to the head of the class with any other bad habit not mentioned by my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
May 5, 2014
Pissed Off Very Pissed Off? Don't Scoff!
Ever get pissy at your sea? No, not talking about a litter box for thee, just leave that stuff to me. You just have to scoop it with glee. What the cat means is one of those days where you are stuck in a maze. While the cat takes that and did a little tune at our mat.
The sun shines in your eyes
You wake up ready to screw,
But your wife is long gone,
And certain things remain blue.
You're pissed off, very pissed off.
But why be pissed off, very pissed off
As being pissed off, very pissed off,
Is much better than being pissed on.
You go in search of some food,
But the fridge is bare.
Your empty stomach aches,
Adding to your blue pair.
You hop in the shower,
But the hot water's gone.
Your whole body turns blue,
Why did you ever create spawn.
You're pissed off, very pissed off.
But why be pissed off, very pissed off
As being pissed off, very pissed off,
Is much better than being pissed on.
You get dressed for work,
Finding no clean clothes.
Hoping yesterday's don't stink,
You put them on fighting your runny nose.
You climb into the car,
But it has little gas.
So you run down the street,
Making use of your bus pass.
You're pissed off, very pissed off.
But why be pissed off, very pissed off
As being pissed off, very pissed off,
Is much better than being pissed on.
You arrive thirty minutes late for work,
Trying to explain things to your boss.
But all you get is a grunt, a nod,
And you suffer another job loss.
You go outside with your box,
As a happy dog walks up to you.
He lifts his leg over your shoe,
And now you've been pissed on too.
You're pissed off, very pissed off.
It's okay to be pissed off, very pissed off
As being pissed off, very pissed off,
Is your right when you've been pissed on too.
You're pissed on and very pissed off.
So be pissed off over being pissed on
But while pissed off over being pissed on
Remember to be thankful no one shit on you.
I know, it doesn't rhyme through and through at my sea. Don't go on a pissed off spree. The cat sure had fun with this one. Enjoy the cat's pissed off fun? Now The Pissed Off Song has come to pass, all thanks to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
The sun shines in your eyes
You wake up ready to screw,
But your wife is long gone,
And certain things remain blue.
You're pissed off, very pissed off.
But why be pissed off, very pissed off
As being pissed off, very pissed off,
Is much better than being pissed on.
You go in search of some food,
But the fridge is bare.
Your empty stomach aches,
Adding to your blue pair.
You hop in the shower,
But the hot water's gone.
Your whole body turns blue,
Why did you ever create spawn.
You're pissed off, very pissed off.
But why be pissed off, very pissed off
As being pissed off, very pissed off,
Is much better than being pissed on.
You get dressed for work,
Finding no clean clothes.
Hoping yesterday's don't stink,
You put them on fighting your runny nose.
You climb into the car,
But it has little gas.
So you run down the street,
Making use of your bus pass.
You're pissed off, very pissed off.
But why be pissed off, very pissed off
As being pissed off, very pissed off,
Is much better than being pissed on.
You arrive thirty minutes late for work,
Trying to explain things to your boss.
But all you get is a grunt, a nod,
And you suffer another job loss.
You go outside with your box,
As a happy dog walks up to you.
He lifts his leg over your shoe,
And now you've been pissed on too.
You're pissed off, very pissed off.
It's okay to be pissed off, very pissed off
As being pissed off, very pissed off,
Is your right when you've been pissed on too.
You're pissed on and very pissed off.
So be pissed off over being pissed on
But while pissed off over being pissed on
Remember to be thankful no one shit on you.
I know, it doesn't rhyme through and through at my sea. Don't go on a pissed off spree. The cat sure had fun with this one. Enjoy the cat's pissed off fun? Now The Pissed Off Song has come to pass, all thanks to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
May 4, 2014
Get Through The Fog And Name Your Blog!
So out and about there may be some that pout and shout. They cannot think of a name for their blog. So the cat is here to help them get through the fog. My suggestions are just the best. Just watch as I put them to the test.
Bombingzombie is great.
You can drool and fart at any rate.
Doggishdogs could go over well.
But if rated R you may get some hell.
Vintagemurder sounds like a plan.
You could be a Freddy or Jason fan.
Billionbills will give you thrills.
That many would make me head for the hills.
Dependsdeputy is on the case.
Shove a diaper in every visitors face.
Childrenmower would be fun to see.
I wonder if they eat the grass for thee?
Dicktalent may be up your alley.
But I may avoid your valley.
Spotterlover could be good,
If you have chickenpox in your hood.
Projectxoxo could be given a go.
Who cares if only two letters you know.
Shiniershit may give all a fit.
But it could prove you smell less a bit.
Catnipguru would have me there.
I'd have to raid your lair.
Worshipwork would mean you are a nut.
But power to you at your hut.
Wickedwannabe sounds grand.
You could rip off all across the land.
NinjaNinny is at your service too.
Hmm think that'd work for the ninja wannabe's zoo?
Doorsporks is a clever one.
Could spork to death a ton.
WormWorship might bring them in.
The worm crazies would be all over your bin.
Whoopdihoopoo could be on display.
Whoopdi friggin doo I say.
Feetfeeding sounds kind of yum.
Start a feet feeding hum.
Riskywanker you might want to avoid.
You could scare away the truly paranoid.
SparklingSex could also be yours.
Watch the weirdos fill your shores.
So there you are near and far. The cat looked at a name generator at his sand bar and that is what came to be. Aren't you so glad you could be helped out by me? So get your SpottedLover site ready and throw in some DoorSporks to keep things steady. But on most of them I will take a pass because they are just scary to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Bombingzombie is great.
You can drool and fart at any rate.
Doggishdogs could go over well.
But if rated R you may get some hell.
Vintagemurder sounds like a plan.
You could be a Freddy or Jason fan.
Billionbills will give you thrills.
That many would make me head for the hills.
Dependsdeputy is on the case.
Shove a diaper in every visitors face.
Childrenmower would be fun to see.
I wonder if they eat the grass for thee?
Dicktalent may be up your alley.
But I may avoid your valley.
Spotterlover could be good,
If you have chickenpox in your hood.
Projectxoxo could be given a go.
Who cares if only two letters you know.
Shiniershit may give all a fit.
But it could prove you smell less a bit.
Catnipguru would have me there.
I'd have to raid your lair.
Worshipwork would mean you are a nut.
But power to you at your hut.
Wickedwannabe sounds grand.
You could rip off all across the land.
NinjaNinny is at your service too.
Hmm think that'd work for the ninja wannabe's zoo?
Doorsporks is a clever one.
Could spork to death a ton.
WormWorship might bring them in.
The worm crazies would be all over your bin.
Whoopdihoopoo could be on display.
Whoopdi friggin doo I say.
Feetfeeding sounds kind of yum.
Start a feet feeding hum.
Riskywanker you might want to avoid.
You could scare away the truly paranoid.
SparklingSex could also be yours.
Watch the weirdos fill your shores.
So there you are near and far. The cat looked at a name generator at his sand bar and that is what came to be. Aren't you so glad you could be helped out by me? So get your SpottedLover site ready and throw in some DoorSporks to keep things steady. But on most of them I will take a pass because they are just scary to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
May 3, 2014
P This And D That From The Cat!
Ever notice how now a days people can't enjoy the sunny rays? That is they can't just do it and it's done. No! They have to have lots of P or D or just plain alphabet soup fun.
Get ready at your sea,
Time to dance with glee.
Bounce up and down,
As you trot across town.
Design, Dig Deep, Do!
This is what I'm telling you.
Just follow the D.
You will be happy at your sea.
Prepare, Peep, Pack, Porn!
The creeper P is born.
See, the cat helps all.
No wonder the nuts find my hall.
Bribe, Bite, Bicker, Bleep!
Nope, bleep does not mean sheep.
I just bleepin helped you out.
So don't you bleepin shout.
Fight, Figure, Force, Fix!
How about them Knicks?
Yeah they suck.
I guess for F they are outta luck.
Run, Ridicule, Ride, Root!
That would be a hoot.
Do all at once I say.
You will have a great day.
Never, Nifty, Next, Never!
N is not very clever.
Used never twice.
I guess it has lice.
Mumbo, March, Mope, Mix!
Oh the dancing tricks.
Or maybe just a bad case of gas.
Dancing to an off tune singing bass?
Lick, Like, Look, Love!
A hippy dippy shove.
L can also be rather sick,
Especially if a stranger gave you a lick.
Rhyme, Rhyme, Rhyme, Rhyme.
Then you can have a fun time.
No more stupid run on a letter saying,
To get you motivated and playing.
Whatever happened to just do it and it's done? Is saying the same letter things more fun? Or just a way for some so called guru to make a buck? I could go all bleepin and say umm duck. But instead I will go roll in the bleepin grass with my ever so bleepin little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Get ready at your sea,
Time to dance with glee.
Bounce up and down,
As you trot across town.
Design, Dig Deep, Do!
This is what I'm telling you.
Just follow the D.
You will be happy at your sea.
Prepare, Peep, Pack, Porn!
The creeper P is born.
See, the cat helps all.
No wonder the nuts find my hall.
Bribe, Bite, Bicker, Bleep!
Nope, bleep does not mean sheep.
I just bleepin helped you out.
So don't you bleepin shout.
Fight, Figure, Force, Fix!
How about them Knicks?
Yeah they suck.
I guess for F they are outta luck.
Run, Ridicule, Ride, Root!
That would be a hoot.
Do all at once I say.
You will have a great day.
Never, Nifty, Next, Never!
N is not very clever.
Used never twice.
I guess it has lice.
Mumbo, March, Mope, Mix!
Oh the dancing tricks.
Or maybe just a bad case of gas.
Dancing to an off tune singing bass?
Lick, Like, Look, Love!
A hippy dippy shove.
L can also be rather sick,
Especially if a stranger gave you a lick.
Rhyme, Rhyme, Rhyme, Rhyme.
Then you can have a fun time.
No more stupid run on a letter saying,
To get you motivated and playing.
Whatever happened to just do it and it's done? Is saying the same letter things more fun? Or just a way for some so called guru to make a buck? I could go all bleepin and say umm duck. But instead I will go roll in the bleepin grass with my ever so bleepin little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
May 2, 2014
Terms Of Use For My Caboose!
So here at my lair some may not be aware of the terms of use when visiting my caboose. I have never made them known and I would not want a newbie to moan. Well maybe I would, but I will post them just so they are understood.
By coming here,
To give a peer,
At my rhyming rear,
Round like a sphere,
You agree,
To always let me,
Use your retort,
Back at you at my court.
Use what you say,
Even at your bay,
For a display,
That may cause dismay.
A picture or two,
I may steal borrow from you,
For whoopdi friggin doo,
Or something else in view.
A nickname or three,
You may get from me.
Duck Bill or Gawker,
Maybe even The Squawker.
The last is still here,
Available for all near.
So if you sound like a parrot,
You may get that carrot.
You may be a story,
Something rather gory,
Or just in one,
I give a run.
A video or two,
May star you.
In a different light.
Could be a fright.
Even in a book,
Here at my nook,
You may see,
A version of thee.
By commenting at my bay,
You sign your life away.
It's now in the hands of a cat,
So how about that?
There you go, now all are in the know when coming to my show. You may even get featured with zombie toe. That is rather rare but it could happen at my lair. You have been warned in mass of the terms of use of my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
By coming here,
To give a peer,
At my rhyming rear,
Round like a sphere,
You agree,
To always let me,
Use your retort,
Back at you at my court.
Use what you say,
Even at your bay,
For a display,
That may cause dismay.
A picture or two,
I may steal borrow from you,
For whoopdi friggin doo,
Or something else in view.
A nickname or three,
You may get from me.
Duck Bill or Gawker,
Maybe even The Squawker.
The last is still here,
Available for all near.
So if you sound like a parrot,
You may get that carrot.
You may be a story,
Something rather gory,
Or just in one,
I give a run.
A video or two,
May star you.
In a different light.
Could be a fright.
Even in a book,
Here at my nook,
You may see,
A version of thee.
By commenting at my bay,
You sign your life away.
It's now in the hands of a cat,
So how about that?
There you go, now all are in the know when coming to my show. You may even get featured with zombie toe. That is rather rare but it could happen at my lair. You have been warned in mass of the terms of use of my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
May 1, 2014
The Last Post At My Coast!
Yes, you read that right. This is the last post at my site. Sadly the cat must go and run to and fro. I must dig in the litter. Now now, don't get bitter. It has been fun. I pretend to enjoy everyone.
It has been grand,
I give all a hand,
For coming to my land,
It is never bland.
Much has come due,
Here at my zoo.
Like making fun of all of you.
Even a see through loo.
Whoopdi friggin doo,
I am just through.
It takes too much time,
To come up with a rhyme.
I need to run,
Go get some sun.
Maybe eat some grass.
Be a normal little ass.
It is too much to bear,
Here at my lair.
I hate goodbyes,
Hope no one cries.
So just remember me,
When a rhyme comes to thee.
I'll like that,
Here at my mat.
Maybe one day,
I'll be back on display.
I guess we shall see,
What comes up for me.
Until then I'm gone,
Closing my lawn.
Or is it my sea?
Maybe my tree?
Could be my zoo.
I'll leave that to you.
Take your best pick.
Eat some spotted dick.
So see you around.
No more rhymes will be found.
I am all done.
It has been fun!
APRIL FOOLS! The cat rules! Got one or two once again at my zoo. What is that? I'm a silly cat? Damn you, Pat. He did not change the calendar at our mat. I was one month late. You'd think I'd learn at my gate. Oh well, sorry for the hell. Many more rhymes will come to pass from my 120 posts ahead little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
It has been grand,
I give all a hand,
For coming to my land,
It is never bland.
Much has come due,
Here at my zoo.
Like making fun of all of you.
Even a see through loo.
Whoopdi friggin doo,
I am just through.
It takes too much time,
To come up with a rhyme.
I need to run,
Go get some sun.
Maybe eat some grass.
Be a normal little ass.
It is too much to bear,
Here at my lair.
I hate goodbyes,
Hope no one cries.
So just remember me,
When a rhyme comes to thee.
I'll like that,
Here at my mat.
Maybe one day,
I'll be back on display.
I guess we shall see,
What comes up for me.
Until then I'm gone,
Closing my lawn.
Or is it my sea?
Maybe my tree?
Could be my zoo.
I'll leave that to you.
Take your best pick.
Eat some spotted dick.
So see you around.
No more rhymes will be found.
I am all done.
It has been fun!
APRIL FOOLS! The cat rules! Got one or two once again at my zoo. What is that? I'm a silly cat? Damn you, Pat. He did not change the calendar at our mat. I was one month late. You'd think I'd learn at my gate. Oh well, sorry for the hell. Many more rhymes will come to pass from my 120 posts ahead little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
April 30, 2014
A Little Math As You Suffer Zenzizenzizenzic Wrath!
So for our final A to Z day we are going to go all zenzizenzizenzic at my bay. I bet you thought I made that up? Nope, say that without spitting in your coffee cup. Lots of Z's for the final one. This should be fun.
Zenzizenzizenzic I won't even rhyme.
That would just not be a fun time.
But I can go all math on you.
You may learn something before I'm through.
Zenzizenzizenzic is long obsolete.
I guess they didn't like it and hit delete.
Who'd want to write that out?
I'd surely curse and shout.
It is best known as a weird word.
Really? I find that so absurd.
I mean zenzizenzizenzic is so easy to say.
Nothing weird about it at ones bay.
So you've got 2.
You want to square it at your zoo.
Obviously you just say it's squared.
Then you have a big 4 when paired.
Then you want 2 to be cubed,
As in 2x2x2 for the math noobed.
That obviously equals 8.
Don't worry if math isn't your fate.
But from that 8 an idea is born.
Yet there is no word, so you're torn.
What could 2 to the power of 8 be?
Screw it, I'll just make up a word at my sea.
Zenzizenzizenzic it is.
Don't you love this math biz?
Are you ready for a quiz?
When I'm through you'll be a whiz.
So say zenzizenzizenzic ten times fast.
Now your tongue is in a cast.
Then yank and pull it out,
Give a little blubber lip shout.
Dance around like a loon,
Looking like a Looney Toon.
Do this for 2 hours and 56 days.
Now you have solved the zenzizenzizenzic maze.
2 to the power of zenzizenzizenzic,
Is, okay I'll do it, dendidendidendic,
Or rather, 256.
Now you know some math tricks.
Did all of that make sense to you? I hope I never confused you at my zoo. That just would not do. You need to use zenzizenzizenzic every day, it's true. So use zenzizenzizenzic in mass. You will be thanking my zenzizenzizenzic powered little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Zenzizenzizenzic I won't even rhyme.
That would just not be a fun time.
But I can go all math on you.
You may learn something before I'm through.
Zenzizenzizenzic is long obsolete.
I guess they didn't like it and hit delete.
Who'd want to write that out?
I'd surely curse and shout.
It is best known as a weird word.
Really? I find that so absurd.
I mean zenzizenzizenzic is so easy to say.
Nothing weird about it at ones bay.
So you've got 2.
You want to square it at your zoo.
Obviously you just say it's squared.
Then you have a big 4 when paired.
Then you want 2 to be cubed,
As in 2x2x2 for the math noobed.
That obviously equals 8.
Don't worry if math isn't your fate.
But from that 8 an idea is born.
Yet there is no word, so you're torn.
What could 2 to the power of 8 be?
Screw it, I'll just make up a word at my sea.
Zenzizenzizenzic it is.
Don't you love this math biz?
Are you ready for a quiz?
When I'm through you'll be a whiz.
So say zenzizenzizenzic ten times fast.
Now your tongue is in a cast.
Then yank and pull it out,
Give a little blubber lip shout.
Dance around like a loon,
Looking like a Looney Toon.
Do this for 2 hours and 56 days.
Now you have solved the zenzizenzizenzic maze.
2 to the power of zenzizenzizenzic,
Is, okay I'll do it, dendidendidendic,
Or rather, 256.
Now you know some math tricks.
Did all of that make sense to you? I hope I never confused you at my zoo. That just would not do. You need to use zenzizenzizenzic every day, it's true. So use zenzizenzizenzic in mass. You will be thanking my zenzizenzizenzic powered little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
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