Pat Hatt's Blog, page 26

So That's Where Really Doesn't Care!

What is the point in the know if you never intend to go? Maybe you intend to run? Beats the heck out of me under any sun. Hey, I know where that is. I can pass that sunny quiz.

Here we are.
By train or car.
Not by plane.
That's just a pain.

Or maybe truck.
What the fluck.
There they are.
Get back in the car.

So they live there.
I was never aware.
Do I really care?
Nope, but they live there.

They live everywhere.
But we've done that to spare.
But they live there.
But's and there's to spare.

Did you know?
Blow for blow.
Repeat the task,
With each you ask.

They live there.
Living to spare.
I never knew that.
That's where they are at.

Did you know?
Blow for blow.
Repeat the repeat.
It's ever so sweet.

Wait. You knew?
That can't be true.
You go and visit?
Don't pop, pop, fizz it.

I know you lie.
I'm the in the know guy.
They live there.
And I really don't care.

But now I know.
I told you so.
You may, but I don't care.
I just know that they live there.

Did you care? No? But...but...they live there. Pfffffffffffffft says the cat. Who cares where someone you haven't seen in years, barely know, etc. stays at. Unless you want to avoid them in mass. Then you can take that pass. Ever get anyone who just keeps telling everyone because they are soooooooooooo surprised by it? Did they expect them to live in a dirt pit? Heard it over and over and over again from some lass. Whoopdi friggin doo sure came out of my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Scary Thin Guy Let's A Load Fly!

First I have to show me. It is my sea. We don't want to spoil the surprise. You may want to avert thy eyes. A scary thin one. Looks like...well you'll see at the end of this run.


I'm upon high.Can really see this guy.When did he lose weight?Is he trying to mate?
There is an old lady.Maybe Santa is umm shady.We really don't want to know.So wrong at our show.
Does he have to go?He can sure get rather low.Where does he go in the night?Is using homeowners' bathrooms all right?
Is that mutt chewing his boot?Can he turn him into a newt.Now that would be cool.Hey, he is a magical fool.
A Hallmark event.Hmm titled Get Bent.May not pass the censor crowd.The PTA would yell rather loud.
Child services may sic him.Not proper and prim.All kinds of wrong.Santa really is a ding dong.
The poop machines look.They may think him a crook.But all they do is stare.I guess they don't care.
From up here I can see.It may be a load under the tree.Can't blame the mutt.Santa needs to go to another hut.
What am I saying?Right, you haven't seen it displaying.Get ready to view.I may as well burn it into your mind too.

So was the cat right?Had he held it all night?Is that really a load?Boy, Santa is sure in scary mode.
Ever see a Santa like that? Any guesses who it is under that hat? The cat is too busy rolling his eyes to even tell. The poop machines' expressions were clearly, "what the hell?" At least they didn't scream and hurt my ears with their first Santa pass. Nope, he'll never get to use the litter box of my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Never Act Dreams Up A Fact!

I never knew what I never knew. That sure can confuse through and through. Or maybe out and out. It can confuse like a slippery trout. You know, as it comes out your ear. Boy, am I a confusing rhyming rear.

Something you find.
Something that's kind.
Something that's not.
We follow the same plot.

The plot of night.
Or in the light.
Night shifts suck,
So we'll pass the buck.

Here's your deer.
Take it by the ear.
What? We passed it to you.
I told you so at my zoo.

You never dreamt that?
My, I am a crazy cat.
You should have known.
Was staring you in the face in your ice cream cone.

You never dreamt that?
Are you toying with the cat?
I know you knew ice cream cones can talk.
Just like bears in tutus can walk.

You never dreamt that?
Do you even dream where you're at?
I really don't want to know.
For your ears may wake me with a glow.

You never dreamt that?
Damn, where's my hat.
I need to pull out random things.
Maybe I'll find you the ace of kings.

You never dreamt that?
Made up by the cat?
Bah, it is the real deal.
It has a Star Wars seal.

You never dreamt that?
Do your dreams fall flat?
Are you a smudge in the dirt?
Do you wear that bear's tutu skirt?

You never dreamt that?
Okay, you can chew some other fat.
Like the cat on a gnat.
I know. I know. You never dreamt that.

Why would you ever dream such things anyway? Are you a nutty dreamer at your bay? Do Star Wars and bears in tutus play in your head? Like sugar plum ferries in your bed. Hmmm that could be a bad porno. I think we will umm leave that hang low. Of course you never dreamt that, it was foolish stuff from a rhyming cat. So why even say it? Do you humans really dream crazy umm shit? The cat must have killer gas as he knocks you into dream world with his little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

The Little Fly With Each Cry!

People say it far and near. You humans sure like to whisper it in many an ear. Except you don't really whisper much. That is good, then your germs won't reach out and touch. So stay far away as it you say and say and say.

Said it a bunch,From breakfast to lunch.Said it some more,Like it's something of lore.
Always the good.That's just understood.Never the bad.Not even a tad.
What would it be?What kind of spree?It's not very big,But you better dance a jig.
I'm saying it now.I may even meow.You'll be in the know.Away it shall flow.
It's the little things that matter.Not that you just got fatter.Not that you have nowhere to stay.Nope, just the little things at play.
Okay, let's pretend.We won't even amend.We'll just go with the flow.Gotta love the little things in tow.
You step on a little tack.You fall and give your head a whack.You are good and dead.The blood comes from your head,.
But wait...that's bad.No fun and no glad.That just can't be.The little things are good for thee.
You eat a french fry.You choke and you...die!From a little piece of fast food.But...but...but...the little things can't be rude.
It's the little things that matter.Not your allergic reaction to a seafood platter.Not your house burning to the ground.Not the little bad things that are always found.
Do you see the little things in the same light now? Don't the little things truly wow? I'm glad the little things are so fuzzy and warm. I hope your coffin keeps out the snow storm. Damn, went all morbid there. It's the little things that send me that way at my lair. Bah, I just ruined it with another pass. It's just the little things I do for you with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.

Watch Your Back With A Time Attack!

The times are coming. the clocks are drumming. Marching one, two, three. The times are after thee. Are they watches or clocks? Beats me, but they may throw rocks.

That you knew.
That you did not.
Both are true.
Or maybe they're not.

But one is bad.
One may be good.
At least a tad.
Pull back the hood.

The not knowing.
That gets the case.
It gets a showing.
So words you embrace.

You're behind the times.
You better run.
Watches on mimes.
Clocks on a nun.

Same or not.
Could be nifty.
A nun time plot.
At you swifty.

Grammar for me.
Grammer for you.
What did you see?
Whut did you view?

Catch the wrong?
Catch the right.
Sing that song,
You're behind the times, all right.

You're and behind and the is behind.
I may have offended the clock.
My, the workings of my mind.
It could give me a shock.

Static is all.
I take up too much space.
No plug in the wall.
It may crush my face.

Then it would be under the times.
Under and behind double the chime.
Watches on killer mimes.
On a clock, don't drop a dime.

Are you confused? I'm rather amused. It popped in and out. So it came about. Are you behind the times? Do you live in NY behind the building and report crimes? Do you hide behind a clock? Do you rock around it with a sock? I may be behind the times today with my sass. Of course I could be ahead of the times with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

We Board The Ferry Of The Scary!

The scary will be here today. You may want to cover your eyes from the display. Hmm does that work with words? I guess you'll have to ask scary moose herds.

The world is scary.
Board that ferry.
Been said and done.
It's just no fun.

Scary here and there.
Scary oh so everywhere.
But is it really?
Forget touchy feely.

Hey, it rhymed.
So it was primed.
Primed to go.
Like say, a tornado.

An earthquake too.
Throw in a hurricane to view.
Making a backed up loo?
Yeah, smelly and nasty to view.

But whoops, not the world.
A hurricane is hurled.
But nope, not that.
Sorry, it's your scat.

A volcano explodes.
An invasion of alien toads.
One is a worldly count,
The other not in the amount.

The ground shifts apart.
You see an ass crack at Walmart.
Sure not either or.
Only one comes ashore.

Nut with a gun.
Nut trying to blow up everyone.
Nut with a disease.
Nut with killer fleas.

All rather scary.
Especially if the nut's back is hairy.
But did the world do it?
Nope, back to your backed up shit.

Mankind is scary.
Now you've got the right ferry.
The world is not.
Well except for its movie disaster plot.

Still think the world is scary? It could get you with a poison berry. But then who picked and ate it? You did, so stops the scary bit. Maybe brain dead comes due. That can be scary too. Mankind scares up its own woes. Scary as they go to new lows. But we will give volcanoes a wide berth and not trespass. The world makes those scary to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Just The Side Takes A Ride!

The side is here. Not even a rear. Nope, just a side. Whether small or wide. The side is here. It is near. I said that though. Just making sure you know. That fine print says to. Believe me, it's true.

Here comes the writing.
Better have good lighting.
For on it drones.
What may give you moans?

May lead to shortness of breath.
May bring about death.
May make your immune system suck.
May make you say what the fluck.

Or fluckity fluck fluck.
But we'll take your buck.
You were warned though.
And now you know.

But that you knew.
That's in view.
That we've told.
May make you feel old.

We just can't stop.
May make you hop.
Damn, we have to.
May make you moo.

Where is this going?
What's with the showing?
How can you moo?
There is no mouth in view.

You can't say fluck.
You can't spend a buck.
You can't even take a breath.
Can you even bring about death?

Nope, they lied times three.
Or maybe two came to be.
I guess blame the drug.
Let's pull out the rug.

The rest of you is fine.
Only your side shall align.
Which side? Beats me.
But it is a side of thee.

Legs, arms, head, and ass.
Those all get a pass.
For from far and wide,
The side effect is said with only side.

Did the cat think about that too much? Maybe more than a touch. But if it effects your heart, shouldn't heart effect get a start? Ass effect may sound bad. Is that why only the side is had? Maybe head effect was off that day and so side only came to play. I will blame this on my gas, it is such an ass effect to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

The World May End With This Timely Trend!

Nah, the cat isn't a world ending nut. Those guys are stuck in a rut. For the world will, most likely, still be here. Humans just may be wiped clear. But others are in a rut. A rut that needs to make the cut.

I have to shit.
So just do it.
Nope, I can't.
Comes the rant.

Has to be then.
Like written in pen.
That is the time.
Not to is a crime.

I have to shop.
Groceries can't flop.
We were out a while ago.
Today is the day though.

Rather starve than switch.
Don't call me a witch.
It has to be today.
It always is that way.

I have to eat.
What a treat.
Food is there.
I'm hungry at my lair.

Damn, still not time.
Hours can suck a lime.
But wait I must.
In 5 we trust.

I have to write.
It will ignite.
I'll be in heaven.
Come on, seven.

I have to post.
Here at my coast.
I really have to.
And yeah, I'm a dog too.

A cheat rhyme to end.
My, what trend.
Scheduled to go.
Have to went out the window.

Pfffft we say. Some things may have to at their bay, but most of it is crap. Are you a non-changer at your side of the map? Even when you have to take a crap? I hope not, chap. The cat will ruin your perfect world though. Are you ready for the lethal blow? You don't do it at the exact same time every day. Why? Because seconds are also at play. 30 or 35 or 21 or 54 or whatever may come to pass. Whoops, sorry, not really, to be a time ending little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

The Only At Of The Cat!

You can only get a rhyme here. No other rhymes are near. Nope, none at all. They can't be at another hall. The cat would never lie. We just let the rhymes fly.

Come one, come all.
Come on down to the mall.
Or to the whatever.
Any place with a selling endeavor.

Take your pick.
The Walmart hick.
The car sales place.
The sleazy smiley face.

Any and all.
Right, back to the mall.
Or back to the store.
Could go on forevermore.

But we need to thrill.
Sure not run of the mill.
Thrilling and filling.
Our pockets fill with billing.

For we have it.
We have the shit.
Whatever that is.
Pop, pop, fizz, fizz.

Yep, that's it.
It's such a hit.
And guess what?
It's only sold at our hut.

Only sold here.
You heard it clear.
The one place to buy.
You can trust this guy.

No deal will be better.
You'll want to write a letter.
Our deal is the best.
We beat all the rest.

Whoops, I mean err umm
Forget that, chum.
We have the only deal.
It sure is a steal.

No other out there.
We really care.
You saw it in the window at the mall?
Pffft that's a rip off from last fall.

Don't you love the one and only spot? You can only get it there...not. You can get most things in many a spot, but oh no, they try and pull such a plot. The sale is only hear. Heard that loud and clear. Then looked and the sale was all over. Are they more brainless than rover? Maybe they have been eating too much grass. At least this is the only spot where you can find my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Round Sixty Six Brings Back Tricks!

And here they finally come. The search engine lookers must have gotten less dumb. That or Google steers them from my sea. But hey, at least a few comes to be. That may be good or bad, but it lets another round be had.

The Acer Predator

Is that like a team up movie? Those two alien ones were not groovy.

shining through the odds meaning

It means you have a flashlight. Have a good night.

brian.hatt@sky.com

I have two relatives with that name. One is dead, the other, kinda lame.

joint sea 2017

You want a mash up with me? Pffft get your own sea.

pumpkin thicc

Is that some kind of slang for the whole umm she-bang?

booby prize rhymes

If you watch Scooby,
You won't get a booby.
But word to the wise,
You may get a prize.

neko2playblobspot

Adam must be out at play. Did he turn into a blob at his bay?

kathy noe's big titties

Wasn't the booby prize rhyme enough? This crowd is tough.

ygflip hate on

Hate on, hate off. Like wax, don't scoff.

boatsngoats.com

Sorry, it's just a book. But you can buy it today at my nook.

where to buy an oompa loompa wig limerick

Why bother with buying.
Just start the hair dyeing.
Now plaster your face.
Zone out into space.
In jail you'll go for even trying.

corner feeders

Can't eat in the middle? In the corner you like to fiddle?

strong like donkey kong

And he has no ass crack. Never need to buy toilet paper again at your shack.

cats in the gutter

That we may be. It's just the mind of me.

And the winner for today, really has a strange umm foray. I guess my kids book can really be taken the wrong way. Who knew? Not us at our bay. But we'll take the sale if he wants a thrill. With There's a Dog in my Frog though he may not get his fill.

free dogi frog sex xxx
And look, he wants it for free. Can you believe that at your sea? Can you believe that was even searched out? I don't even want to know what it is about. Could be scarier pics than zombie feet. In one's brain they would stay and never delete. Got to love, not really, the search again mass. Some crazies always seem to find my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.