Pat Hatt's Blog, page 209
February 5, 2014
What Not To Do At Your Zoo!
What to do has been done a time or ten at my den. Now for today we will go the other way. Just because I want to as if the cat does it any other way at his zoo.
The cat insecure?
Pfft I just endure.
The cat makes it through.
Just use whoopdi friggin doo.
Don't take to heart,
The hatred of an old fart.
Get a bad review,
Whoopdi friggin doo.
Don't feel bad,
If the writing pisses one off a tad.
If it turns them blue,
Whoopdi friggin doo.
Need a break,
Feel free to take.
Don't write for a day or two,
Whoopdi friggin doo.
Brain says you suck,
You're crap outta luck.
Actually it swears at you,
But whoopdi friggin doo.
People don't get it,
Your writerly fit.
Say right on cue,Whoopdi friggin doo.
Think you are done,
But have to edit a ton.
It will be better to view,So whoopdi friggin doo.
The house is a mess,
While you play character chess.
Hire a cleaning crew,Or just go whoopdi friggin doo.
Stuck in a rut.Dog sniffs your butt?Try something new.Give the old a whoopdi friggin doo.
Is it engrained in your head?Can I put this to bed?If not, here's your final clue,Just give a whoopdi friggin doo.
There we go the cat is done with today's whoopdi friggin doo show. No matter who you are at every single sand bar, you can't please everyone. So don't try and just give whoopdi friggin doo a run. So say it in mass with my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
The cat insecure?
Pfft I just endure.
The cat makes it through.
Just use whoopdi friggin doo.
Don't take to heart,
The hatred of an old fart.
Get a bad review,
Whoopdi friggin doo.
Don't feel bad,
If the writing pisses one off a tad.
If it turns them blue,
Whoopdi friggin doo.
Need a break,
Feel free to take.
Don't write for a day or two,
Whoopdi friggin doo.
Brain says you suck,
You're crap outta luck.
Actually it swears at you,
But whoopdi friggin doo.
People don't get it,
Your writerly fit.
Say right on cue,Whoopdi friggin doo.
Think you are done,
But have to edit a ton.
It will be better to view,So whoopdi friggin doo.
The house is a mess,
While you play character chess.
Hire a cleaning crew,Or just go whoopdi friggin doo.
Stuck in a rut.Dog sniffs your butt?Try something new.Give the old a whoopdi friggin doo.
Is it engrained in your head?Can I put this to bed?If not, here's your final clue,Just give a whoopdi friggin doo.
There we go the cat is done with today's whoopdi friggin doo show. No matter who you are at every single sand bar, you can't please everyone. So don't try and just give whoopdi friggin doo a run. So say it in mass with my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
February 4, 2014
Some dVerse Questions From Beyond At My Pond!
This nut is truly dVerse as he and his hologram future self can really make the cat curse. Yep, The Beyonder is back on his question attack. Here we go again as we try to get rid of him at our den.
Why is it called take out when it is brought in?
Has to be took out to be brought in, I win.
Why are all creations in the box called Jack?
Jack likes to wear disguises and go on the attack.
What happens if you lose a lost and found box?
I guess you won't ever get back your lost socks.
Why is it called lipstick if it always comes off?
I guess stuck on fish scales makes some scoff.
What is the opposite of opposite?
You are asking for a drop and hit.
Does a postman deliver his own mail?
I bet he does without fail.
If you stole a pen from the bank would it be a bank robbery in progress?
I hope the pen explodes and leaves you in one big mess.
What do you call a female daddy long legs?
A daddy long legs that begs?
Why does caregiver and caretaker mean the same thing?
Both give your doorbell a ring?
What do you say when you are told you're in denial but your not?
I guess you can't say a whole lot.
Do pigs pull ham strings?
Ask one with wings.
Why do you need a group for self help?
So they can slap you when you yelp.
Is a man full of wonder a wonderful man?
Maybe just one in need of a tan.
How can one hear themselves think?
I guess they have a brain link.
Why is it called a TV set when you only get one?
Maybe so you'll give two a run.
Why is it called a building when it is already built?
Because it is crappy and starts to wilt.
What is the difference between a novel and a book?
One sounds better and makes people look.
Why do they call someone late if they died early?
So no one in the family gets squirrely.
Is there ever a day that mattresses aren't on sale?
Not according to the flyers in the mail.
Why would Dodge make a car called Ram?
To crush you into toe jam.
With that he sighed and went away. I don't think he got any answers he wanted today. But plenty of questions he sure gave before he went back to his future cave. Any good answers you can give at my grass? Feel free to leave them for my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Why is it called take out when it is brought in?
Has to be took out to be brought in, I win.
Why are all creations in the box called Jack?
Jack likes to wear disguises and go on the attack.
What happens if you lose a lost and found box?
I guess you won't ever get back your lost socks.
Why is it called lipstick if it always comes off?
I guess stuck on fish scales makes some scoff.
What is the opposite of opposite?
You are asking for a drop and hit.
Does a postman deliver his own mail?
I bet he does without fail.
If you stole a pen from the bank would it be a bank robbery in progress?
I hope the pen explodes and leaves you in one big mess.
What do you call a female daddy long legs?
A daddy long legs that begs?
Why does caregiver and caretaker mean the same thing?
Both give your doorbell a ring?
What do you say when you are told you're in denial but your not?
I guess you can't say a whole lot.
Do pigs pull ham strings?
Ask one with wings.
Why do you need a group for self help?
So they can slap you when you yelp.
Is a man full of wonder a wonderful man?
Maybe just one in need of a tan.
How can one hear themselves think?
I guess they have a brain link.
Why is it called a TV set when you only get one?
Maybe so you'll give two a run.
Why is it called a building when it is already built?
Because it is crappy and starts to wilt.
What is the difference between a novel and a book?
One sounds better and makes people look.
Why do they call someone late if they died early?
So no one in the family gets squirrely.
Is there ever a day that mattresses aren't on sale?
Not according to the flyers in the mail.
Why would Dodge make a car called Ram?
To crush you into toe jam.
With that he sighed and went away. I don't think he got any answers he wanted today. But plenty of questions he sure gave before he went back to his future cave. Any good answers you can give at my grass? Feel free to leave them for my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
February 3, 2014
What You Need At Your Feed!
So there is much out there that you may not be aware. Let the cat help you to see what you need there at your feed. I bet it will cause you glee. Now sit back and trust me.
A big long bar,Have to have a car,Just to get to the end.I sense a growing trend.
When the aliens arrive,They won't survive,With your decked out room,You will bring them doom.
You could be Batman.All will be your fan.Wouldn't that be great?A flying rat at your gate.
This you need.Really at your feed.Forget the sunlight.Live where it is always night.
A giant killer eyeball.That will clear out your stall.Everyone will leave you be,Killer eyeballs will set you free.
Only six million bucks for this.It will bring you so much bliss.Blow out your ear drums too.Won't have to listen to anyone at your zoo.
A jeep inside.You can fake a ride.Or a ride of another kind,Could come due for your behind.
Easy as can be.A little bit nasty.But as long as you flush,To the bathroom you will no longer mush.
A house in a rock.This one is a lock.One way in, one way out.Keeps strangers from walking about.
And best of all,You need this at your hall.A naked statue right in the middle.Hey, if you get bored, with it you could fiddle.
Now aren't you ready to buy buy buy? Would these not be grand under your sky? I mean just look at that house in the rock, you would have no back door to unlock. Add them in mass and don't forget to thank my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
A big long bar,Have to have a car,Just to get to the end.I sense a growing trend.
When the aliens arrive,They won't survive,With your decked out room,You will bring them doom.
You could be Batman.All will be your fan.Wouldn't that be great?A flying rat at your gate.
This you need.Really at your feed.Forget the sunlight.Live where it is always night.
A giant killer eyeball.That will clear out your stall.Everyone will leave you be,Killer eyeballs will set you free.
Only six million bucks for this.It will bring you so much bliss.Blow out your ear drums too.Won't have to listen to anyone at your zoo.
A jeep inside.You can fake a ride.Or a ride of another kind,Could come due for your behind.
Easy as can be.A little bit nasty.But as long as you flush,To the bathroom you will no longer mush.
A house in a rock.This one is a lock.One way in, one way out.Keeps strangers from walking about.
And best of all,You need this at your hall.A naked statue right in the middle.Hey, if you get bored, with it you could fiddle.
Now aren't you ready to buy buy buy? Would these not be grand under your sky? I mean just look at that house in the rock, you would have no back door to unlock. Add them in mass and don't forget to thank my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
February 2, 2014
Can A Repeat Be Neat?
So dVerse wants repetition at play here today. I guess Bill Murray started it all at his bay. Or could use Day Break. Stargate did their own take. And I am sure there were many more that opened the repeat a day door. So what should I do? I do not want to be a broken record at my zoo.
Repeat, repeat, repeat,
Claps your hands and stomp your feet,
To the Bohlingaringding beat.
Whoops! Already went down that street.
Captcha is crap.
Blow it off the map.
Some stupid trap.
Damn! Gave that a lap.
This feeling will not pass.
There seems to be a mass.
I can't shake this hand up my ass.
Crap! Taught that class,.
Ready for something sweet.
I swear it is neat.
Prepare for zombie feet.
Whoops! They already came to greet.
Glitch of a Witch!
The Gawker's got a zombie itch.
Numb Tongue is crazy too.
Damn! That already came in view.
A is for acts and their fine fate,
Ignore the facts and push things off your plate.
B is for broke even with a pay check.
Crap! Don't choke as work has already hit the abc deck.
Two light hearted fools are back.
They are on the one eye attack.
The scary old hag is dead.
Whoops! Put that to bed.
Tarsier Man had to run,
His job was done.
He wanted some more dough.
Damn! Seen that Tarsier Man show.
Taking over the world here at my shore,
Traffic, cats, nonsense, rhymes galore.
You might get a thrill,
Crap! Think I popped that pill.
Oompa Loompa, do-ba-dee-dooI've got a perfect puzzle for youOompa Loompa, do-ba-dee-deeIf you are wise you'll listen to meWhat do you do when life is mundane?Repeating tasks that drive you insane.A kink in your neck and a dulling brain,Leave you in even more, more pain.Giving you, giving you a major headache.Oompa Loompa, do-ba-dee-daTry a new task and you will go farYou will live in happiness tooLike the Oompa Loompa do-ba-dee-doo Whoops! Damn! Crap! All seem to be repeating and are here to flap. Whoops! Damn! Crap! All seem to be repeating and are here to flap. It is getting worse. It is a repeat curse. It is getting worse. It is a repeat curse. I need to go relieve this repeat gas out my little rhyming ass. I need to go relieve this repeat gas out my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Repeat, repeat, repeat,
Claps your hands and stomp your feet,
To the Bohlingaringding beat.
Whoops! Already went down that street.
Captcha is crap.
Blow it off the map.
Some stupid trap.
Damn! Gave that a lap.
This feeling will not pass.
There seems to be a mass.
I can't shake this hand up my ass.
Crap! Taught that class,.
Ready for something sweet.
I swear it is neat.
Prepare for zombie feet.
Whoops! They already came to greet.
Glitch of a Witch!
The Gawker's got a zombie itch.
Numb Tongue is crazy too.
Damn! That already came in view.
A is for acts and their fine fate,
Ignore the facts and push things off your plate.
B is for broke even with a pay check.
Crap! Don't choke as work has already hit the abc deck.
Two light hearted fools are back.
They are on the one eye attack.
The scary old hag is dead.
Whoops! Put that to bed.
Tarsier Man had to run,
His job was done.
He wanted some more dough.
Damn! Seen that Tarsier Man show.
Taking over the world here at my shore,
Traffic, cats, nonsense, rhymes galore.
You might get a thrill,
Crap! Think I popped that pill.
Oompa Loompa, do-ba-dee-dooI've got a perfect puzzle for youOompa Loompa, do-ba-dee-deeIf you are wise you'll listen to meWhat do you do when life is mundane?Repeating tasks that drive you insane.A kink in your neck and a dulling brain,Leave you in even more, more pain.Giving you, giving you a major headache.Oompa Loompa, do-ba-dee-daTry a new task and you will go farYou will live in happiness tooLike the Oompa Loompa do-ba-dee-doo Whoops! Damn! Crap! All seem to be repeating and are here to flap. Whoops! Damn! Crap! All seem to be repeating and are here to flap. It is getting worse. It is a repeat curse. It is getting worse. It is a repeat curse. I need to go relieve this repeat gas out my little rhyming ass. I need to go relieve this repeat gas out my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
February 1, 2014
Gung And Ho Are Still Very Slow!
The cat was out and about and once again heard a familiar shout. It was those two fools once more. This time they looked like they were hunting wabbit by the shore.
"Gung, we will find love this day. Let's shoot all who come our way!"
"Yes Ho, we will get much loving with each arrow."
"I like them big and you like them small, let's go and have a ball."
The two nuts walked the street, in the snow and sleet. They looked rather cold too. Did I mention they were wearing diapers for all to view? No? Well I was trying to save you a horrible image in your head. Sorry, that one you will take to bed.
The one as big as a house, Gung, and the one as big as a mouse, Ho, stooped down rather low. They found their first shot. They each liked her a whole lot. She had a walk that caught the eye and she could not get away no matter how hard she did try.
"I'll take this one, Ho. Grannies need loving to you know?"
"Okay Gung, you can have grannie tongue."
I think I threw up in my mouth there. But the grannie gave a rather loud blare, snapping me back to watching the two. Gung had shot her in the gazoo. She turned and stared at the pair and gave them quite the glare.
"Gung, it worked! Up that grannie sure perked."
"Yes indeed, she looks ready to do a loving deed."
The pair watched as the grannie with an arrow in her fanny, came closer and closer to their feet. With her walker, it took her a while to get down the street. Gung waited for his kiss, expecting bliss. Instead she took her walker and gave him quite the between the legs shocker.
"Umm Gung, I think that was a dud arrow you flung."
"Ho.....I'm going to get the guy who sold me that arrow."
Gung was on his knees in a snow pile while Ho noticed someone out running a mile. He liked their long hair and knew for them he could really care. He shot them in the butt and when they turned he found it was a guy in bad need of a haircut.
"Gung, help me!"
"Ho, you should be careful who you strike with a loving arrow."
The guy ran toward them fast. Ho hoped his spell would not last. He kind of got his wish, as the guy's lips puckered up like a fish. The guy then threw up on his head. Another image for you to take to bed. It seems Ho had shot a drunk who was too wasted to realize it in his funk.
"Gung, love smells."
"Ho, let's go back to jingling bells."
"Cupid can have his arrow job. Let's go get some corn on the cob."
The pair trotted off, diapers and all, each failing in their love like call. One with tingling nuts and the other smelling worse than mutts with dirty butts. I was just glad they were gone after falling for that stupid cupid con. I headed back home for some bass and to rest my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
"Gung, we will find love this day. Let's shoot all who come our way!"
"Yes Ho, we will get much loving with each arrow."
"I like them big and you like them small, let's go and have a ball."
The two nuts walked the street, in the snow and sleet. They looked rather cold too. Did I mention they were wearing diapers for all to view? No? Well I was trying to save you a horrible image in your head. Sorry, that one you will take to bed.
The one as big as a house, Gung, and the one as big as a mouse, Ho, stooped down rather low. They found their first shot. They each liked her a whole lot. She had a walk that caught the eye and she could not get away no matter how hard she did try.
"I'll take this one, Ho. Grannies need loving to you know?"
"Okay Gung, you can have grannie tongue."
I think I threw up in my mouth there. But the grannie gave a rather loud blare, snapping me back to watching the two. Gung had shot her in the gazoo. She turned and stared at the pair and gave them quite the glare.
"Gung, it worked! Up that grannie sure perked."
"Yes indeed, she looks ready to do a loving deed."
The pair watched as the grannie with an arrow in her fanny, came closer and closer to their feet. With her walker, it took her a while to get down the street. Gung waited for his kiss, expecting bliss. Instead she took her walker and gave him quite the between the legs shocker.
"Umm Gung, I think that was a dud arrow you flung."
"Ho.....I'm going to get the guy who sold me that arrow."
Gung was on his knees in a snow pile while Ho noticed someone out running a mile. He liked their long hair and knew for them he could really care. He shot them in the butt and when they turned he found it was a guy in bad need of a haircut.
"Gung, help me!"
"Ho, you should be careful who you strike with a loving arrow."
The guy ran toward them fast. Ho hoped his spell would not last. He kind of got his wish, as the guy's lips puckered up like a fish. The guy then threw up on his head. Another image for you to take to bed. It seems Ho had shot a drunk who was too wasted to realize it in his funk.
"Gung, love smells."
"Ho, let's go back to jingling bells."
"Cupid can have his arrow job. Let's go get some corn on the cob."
The pair trotted off, diapers and all, each failing in their love like call. One with tingling nuts and the other smelling worse than mutts with dirty butts. I was just glad they were gone after falling for that stupid cupid con. I headed back home for some bass and to rest my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
January 31, 2014
What To Use To Printer Abuse!
I always say smash a printer each year. But what to use never gets said by my little rhyming rear. I guess I should rectify that as I have been such a neglectful cat.
Enjoy your winter,
Smash a printer.
Get your exercise,
Hope no one dies.
Grab a bat,
Squash it flat.
Look at that swing,
You could be the next big thing.
Pick up an ax.
Don't pay tax.
Chop the thing to bits,
For being the pits.
A sledge hammer,
Will make things clamor.
With each swing,
You'll hear a ding.
A blow torch,
Could maybe scorch.
But it would need to be hot,
To melt it on the spot.
Could use your feet.
That may be sweet.
Getting all touchy feely at your zoo.
Unless it backfires and a leg breaks off of you.
Get your car,
No need to go far.
You'll save gas,
Making it a flat mass.
For those who are paranoid,
Strap it to an asteroid.
Then no data can be found,
Unless it lands on alien ground.
A chainsaw would be grand.
Chop it as you stand.
Watch your eyes though,
And things down below.
So there you are,
Helped out near and far.
Some simple ways,
To make sure every printer pays!
Smash away, all through the day. Take videos too at your zoo. We all want to see you smash with glee. I guarantee you will enjoy your winter and will not get a splinter. You can also yell things that are crass as you smash it thanks to my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Enjoy your winter,
Smash a printer.
Get your exercise,
Hope no one dies.
Grab a bat,
Squash it flat.
Look at that swing,
You could be the next big thing.
Pick up an ax.
Don't pay tax.
Chop the thing to bits,
For being the pits.
A sledge hammer,
Will make things clamor.
With each swing,
You'll hear a ding.
A blow torch,
Could maybe scorch.
But it would need to be hot,
To melt it on the spot.
Could use your feet.
That may be sweet.
Getting all touchy feely at your zoo.
Unless it backfires and a leg breaks off of you.
Get your car,
No need to go far.
You'll save gas,
Making it a flat mass.
For those who are paranoid,
Strap it to an asteroid.
Then no data can be found,
Unless it lands on alien ground.
A chainsaw would be grand.
Chop it as you stand.
Watch your eyes though,
And things down below.
So there you are,
Helped out near and far.
Some simple ways,
To make sure every printer pays!
Smash away, all through the day. Take videos too at your zoo. We all want to see you smash with glee. I guarantee you will enjoy your winter and will not get a splinter. You can also yell things that are crass as you smash it thanks to my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
January 30, 2014
Season Three Is Done! Time For Season Four Under My Sun!
Three full years have come to pass from my little rhyming ass. That is quite the haul with so many rhymes on my wall. And there have been no repeats too here at my zoo. You know how the cat hates repeats. Those can hit the streets. Unless you are Al, then the cat will be a pal.
1000+ posts are done.
I'm under the gun.
1,000,000+ views.
Such old news.
Even a mini me,
Has come to be.
Books galore,
Still at my shore.
Posts every day,
Here for display.
But season three is through.
So now what do I do?
Books are done for the rest of the year.
Yep, each month will have a cheer.
A to Z is done too.
Not slow at my zoo.
Videos in store,
Some to another shore.
Making fun of you?
Yep, that will come too.
But that's all I know,
As I go with the flow.
What comes on in,
Gets written at my bin.
But I will up the four,
With this year's tour.
I mean just have a look,
At its record at your nook.
Indiana Jone 4 blew,
Die Hard 4 was as rotten as an old shoe.
Not as bad as five,
Watching that you're lucky to get out alive.
Police Academy 4 as well,
Anything past one was hell.
That Alien Resurrection thing,
And Terminator 4 I want to fling.
So I will up it with ease.
Hell, I could talk about fleas,
And still beat that crap,
With each rhyming lap.
There we are, plenty to come at my bar, as we travel near and far. The cat may even drive a car. Now on we go with season four where much will take a tour. Say goodbye to season three and come along with me. In season four much more will come to pass from my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
1000+ posts are done.
I'm under the gun.
1,000,000+ views.
Such old news.
Even a mini me,
Has come to be.
Books galore,
Still at my shore.
Posts every day,
Here for display.
But season three is through.
So now what do I do?
Books are done for the rest of the year.
Yep, each month will have a cheer.
A to Z is done too.
Not slow at my zoo.
Videos in store,
Some to another shore.
Making fun of you?
Yep, that will come too.
But that's all I know,
As I go with the flow.
What comes on in,
Gets written at my bin.
But I will up the four,
With this year's tour.
I mean just have a look,
At its record at your nook.
Indiana Jone 4 blew,
Die Hard 4 was as rotten as an old shoe.
Not as bad as five,
Watching that you're lucky to get out alive.
Police Academy 4 as well,
Anything past one was hell.
That Alien Resurrection thing,
And Terminator 4 I want to fling.
So I will up it with ease.
Hell, I could talk about fleas,
And still beat that crap,
With each rhyming lap.
There we are, plenty to come at my bar, as we travel near and far. The cat may even drive a car. Now on we go with season four where much will take a tour. Say goodbye to season three and come along with me. In season four much more will come to pass from my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
January 29, 2014
Send Feedback You Quack!
In blogland feedback sure does not lack. There is enough to give a poor sap a heart attack. If they can't take it that is with their feedback biz. Anyway, here, there and everywhere on display, it pops up so you can have your say.
Buy this, do that.
Get done in no time flat.
Ready to move on at your sea.
Wait! Won't you leave feedback for me?
How was our skill?
Did it thrill?
Speaking of thrill,
Did your spouse like the frill?
Did you enjoy your time here?
Was it fear or cheer?
How would you rate us?
Are you on the love us bus?
Did we serve you well?
I hope things didn't go to hell.
Was your order correct?
I hope there was no neglect.
Was the site fast?
Where were you last?
Yeah, we already know,
But still, answer below.
Did all work?
Was it a perk?
Are you happy with shipping?
Will you be double dipping?
Where will you go now?
And if you don't mind, how?
We are just curious is all,
Write it on our wall.
Why did you shop here?
Did you hear it by ear?
Did you hear it from the news?
Please give us a few clues.
We hope you come back.
Have a nice day at your shack.
Thanks for your feedback.
I'm sure it did not lack.
Yippeee!
Now we can stalk thee.
We know all about you.
And you helped us too!
Feedback = stalker galore there at your shore. They take your info and then they know all about your show. Or they just waste your time with their 1-10 chime. I suppose if I wanted to say something crass feedback would be used by my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Buy this, do that.
Get done in no time flat.
Ready to move on at your sea.
Wait! Won't you leave feedback for me?
How was our skill?
Did it thrill?
Speaking of thrill,
Did your spouse like the frill?
Did you enjoy your time here?
Was it fear or cheer?
How would you rate us?
Are you on the love us bus?
Did we serve you well?
I hope things didn't go to hell.
Was your order correct?
I hope there was no neglect.
Was the site fast?
Where were you last?
Yeah, we already know,
But still, answer below.
Did all work?
Was it a perk?
Are you happy with shipping?
Will you be double dipping?
Where will you go now?
And if you don't mind, how?
We are just curious is all,
Write it on our wall.
Why did you shop here?
Did you hear it by ear?
Did you hear it from the news?
Please give us a few clues.
We hope you come back.
Have a nice day at your shack.
Thanks for your feedback.
I'm sure it did not lack.
Yippeee!
Now we can stalk thee.
We know all about you.
And you helped us too!
Feedback = stalker galore there at your shore. They take your info and then they know all about your show. Or they just waste your time with their 1-10 chime. I suppose if I wanted to say something crass feedback would be used by my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
January 28, 2014
No dVerse Way Here Today!
You will get ecstatic on this dVerse day. Just wait until you see what I have to say. So many things will run through your head. You will not even be able to go to bed. Yeah, it is that good here in my hood.
Expressions you will use,
When I light this fuse,
Will come far and wide,
From every side.
No way!
You will say,
At your bay,
All through the day.
Are you kidding me?
You'll shout with glee.
Staring at me,
Like a killer bee.
Really?
No, you can't have a feely.
But you may want one,
After this is done.
Get out of town!
You sure won't frown.
It is the best.
It will pass any test.
Holy crap!
Will be shouted across the map.
You will flap,
Unable to shut your yap.
That is sick!
You'll say quite slick.
Not the germ way,
Or I'll kick you from my bay.
You are pulling my leg!
Round hole, square peg.
It can fit,
Just shove it.
Wow!
Take a bow.
You have the shortest retort,
Here at my court.
Are you ready?
The above will come steady,
From all of you,
Today at my zoo.
The cat found lots of money, so much it is not funny. The stuff is in piles everywhere. There has to be thousands I swear. I will have such good luck with enough pennies to make more than a buck. Plus they are out of print up here. I'm going to be a rich rhyming rear. What? Did you just wow at my hut? I know it is great to come to pass for my penny rich little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Expressions you will use,
When I light this fuse,
Will come far and wide,
From every side.
No way!
You will say,
At your bay,
All through the day.
Are you kidding me?
You'll shout with glee.
Staring at me,
Like a killer bee.
Really?
No, you can't have a feely.
But you may want one,
After this is done.
Get out of town!
You sure won't frown.
It is the best.
It will pass any test.
Holy crap!
Will be shouted across the map.
You will flap,
Unable to shut your yap.
That is sick!
You'll say quite slick.
Not the germ way,
Or I'll kick you from my bay.
You are pulling my leg!
Round hole, square peg.
It can fit,
Just shove it.
Wow!
Take a bow.
You have the shortest retort,
Here at my court.
Are you ready?
The above will come steady,
From all of you,
Today at my zoo.
The cat found lots of money, so much it is not funny. The stuff is in piles everywhere. There has to be thousands I swear. I will have such good luck with enough pennies to make more than a buck. Plus they are out of print up here. I'm going to be a rich rhyming rear. What? Did you just wow at my hut? I know it is great to come to pass for my penny rich little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
January 27, 2014
Can't Give Affection Because They Snip Snipped My Erection!
So the cat still has a grudge as I try and I try and it won't budge. I can't get an erection. It is there in the right section, but that is all it is, there. It might as well be air.
It is stuck,
Just my luck.
Why should you care?
You still have your pair.
So depressed.
I'm not at my best.
I need them back.
Balls I lack.
Damn, snip snip.
I need to give all lip.
But why write it.
I'll make a new hit.
It will star me.
I will get new ones for free.
All will see my plight.
I have no umm bite.
Just a thing in the middle,
I can no longer diddle.
That is just so rude,
Especially since I'm always in the nude.
So there you are. Now it can be heard near and far. The plight of the cat. I got snip snipped at my mat and I can't give affection because I can't get an erection. Such horrors in mass have been done to my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
It is stuck,
Just my luck.
Why should you care?
You still have your pair.
So depressed.
I'm not at my best.
I need them back.
Balls I lack.
Damn, snip snip.
I need to give all lip.
But why write it.
I'll make a new hit.
It will star me.
I will get new ones for free.
All will see my plight.
I have no umm bite.
Just a thing in the middle,
I can no longer diddle.
That is just so rude,
Especially since I'm always in the nude.
So there you are. Now it can be heard near and far. The plight of the cat. I got snip snipped at my mat and I can't give affection because I can't get an erection. Such horrors in mass have been done to my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
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