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November 2, 2018

Time To Detect With The Connect!

Could go more than connect four. That is a board game tour. Not sure it has a board game though. But hey, just wanted to let you know. Now on with the show. A connecting we shall go.

He is there.
He can swear.
Did you hear shit?
That has to be it.

My dog took one.
It crapped a ton.
And my dog came from Spain.
It came aboard a train.

On that train was a lady.
She was rather shady.
She had a funny hat.
Her face looked like a rat.

That means she knows him.
That guy with one limb.
A rat ate it off.
He sounds like a bird with a cough.

That means he knows her.
That woman that can purr.
She watches birds each day.
Her eyes never seem to stray.

Her eyes are blue.
And she has two.
Just like that lad.
He smiles more than a tad.

He must know that clown.
The one walking through town.
That one had big shoes.
Boy, this is really news.

For those shoes are great.
Another can relate.
A shoe collector.
She's a fire inspector.

And my neighbor has a dalmatian.
That deserves an exclamation!
For it means it is meant to be.
A true love for the neighbor and me.

I connected all the dots.
He will love me lots.
Did I see him go in with another?
That has to be his mother.

Did you follow that? Nonsense that fell rather flat? Yep, that is the way with nuts night and day. Humans make up stupid, very stupid, connections that aren't even there. By them they still swear. If you look you shall find you are connected to Bigfoot, Elvis, and Timbuktu. Not really that hard to do. Are you a connecting nut with some fetish for a fake connection pass? No need to tell it all to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.
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Published on November 02, 2018 03:00

November 1, 2018

The Doing It Win Takes A Spin!

The cat has done this and that. I am a stretching out cat. Did we always do it right? Pffft maybe one night. But were we doing? You bet, as the wrong we kept shooing. So away we go with a wrong to right show.

The cat will rhyme.
The cat will slime.
The latter a hairball,
Right down the hall.

It beats the bed.
Or on Pat's head.
One of two came due.
The former at our zoo.

No right, no wrong.
Just played along.
A playing theme.
My little thought stream.

Just what pops in.
It gets a spin.
Like flying geese.
They mock meese.

Whoops, meant goose.
Or was that moose?
One is wrong.
But I go along.

Another is right.
One still takes flight.
But I did to learn.
Knowledge the return.

Do and doing.
Not with canoeing.
Water and wet.
Not for this pet.

Too much like work.
Some find it a perk.
Tipped and fell in.
Returned for a spin.

Made it and landed.
Doing got handed.
Skills improved.
Up they moved.

Wrong returned.
They got burned.
But they learned.
Right now turned.

Like lefty loosey.
Maybe some kind of goosey.
Back to the geese.
Do they ever cease?

That we'd know.
A return go.
For even if doing it wrong,
We actually played along.

Don't you love those who say you are doing it wrong yet they never get off their fat arse and do? We can just flush those down the loo. Need to be a mighty big one though. Wrong is fine to go. Unless you are in control of nuclear stuff. Then getting it wrong may end up tough. But wrong leads to learning and learning leads to right returning. So let doing it wrong come to pass and just keep on learning like my little rhyming ass.

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Published on November 01, 2018 03:00

October 31, 2018

A Real Fright Day Or Night!

Zombies and aliens may be at your door. If you celebrate that at your shore. Then it is over and done. But that rhyme has already been spun. So away we must go with another scary show.

Days and nights.
Along with noon.
Some bring frights,
Just ask the moon.

Wake up early,
You may scare.
Looking all squirrely,
With bed head hair.

Wake up late,
You may end up expired.
For by taking such bait,
You just got fired.

Stay up late.
Get up early.
Such a sad fate,
Off to the gates so pearly.

Or down below.
After your crash.
What do I know.
You enjoyed your bash.

Eat some bacon.
Choke and holler.
Expiry should have been forsaken,
But you saved a dollar.

Sit on the loo.
Do what you do.
No TP for you.
Now you smell eww.

Toothpaste is lost.
Where did it go?
At least you flossed.
Only have two teeth though.

Sit and just have fun.
It is such a blast.
I have nothing done.
My tiny ass is a thing of the past.

The scary vacuum.
It breaks open its jaws.
That's one track doom.
Here come the claws.

Now aren't you scared at your sea? Bad things can happen oh so easily. Doesn't take aliens and clowns to do so. Although it could turn out bad if a probing they go. And it happens on more than one day. Oh no, so scary, go away. No TP is very bad. That would make the humans mad. Maybe it got used to create a mummy mass? Just trying to be a helpful little rhyming ass.

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Published on October 31, 2018 03:00

October 30, 2018

I'm Racing Thee So Get Ready To Flee!

We are in a race today? Did you know that at your bay? We are in a race to type a post. I must win at my coast. The race is just there. We have time to spare. Or maybe no time at all. I must get this done at my hall.

Here we go.
To not fro.
Or fro not to.
I can't tell you.

I'm on the go.
Stop? Hell no.
This is a race.
I must fill the space.

Not the outer one.
Aliens have that done.
Bah, don't distract me.
I am racing thee.

I have to go faster.
I just passed her.
Or would that be past?
Bah, stop grammar cast.

I can't think.
I may sink.
No, no, no.
I must go, go, go.

Get to the end.
Finish this trend.
I am going to win.
I will do all in.

I can't gloat.
May sink my boat.
What boat?
Does it have a goat?

Stop that.
You confuse the cat.
I have to go.
Don't stoop low.

Or stoop high.
Like reach for the sky.
This is the post.
I'm done at my coast.

Not yet?
I lost the bet?
No way, Jose.
I'll get it today.

Hmmm, did you join the race? Did you embrace? Did you think the cat nuts? Maybe I smelled some funny butts. Hey, the cat was just doing what so many humans do. Didn't know that at your zoo? Do you create a race where there is none? Oh, you must get that done. You must beat all. When really they don't give a crap at their all. Oh, but a race must come to pass. Pffft I'll now go nap my little rhyming ass.

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Published on October 30, 2018 03:00

October 29, 2018

Go Down There With Time To Spare!

The cat will get this done quick today. There is an easy way. We just have to twist about. Go a different way as we type it out. That is easy enough to do. Yeah, it is totally true.

Sit on your butt.
Chew a nice nut.
Damn, you avoided traction.
You had no allergic reaction.

Can it be faked?
Maybe it needs to be baked?
That may do the trick.
Can burn my hand some slick.

I'm gonna be a millionaire.
That much I can share.
To get there is easy.
Surveys online doesn't sound cheesy.

I'll be a dog walker too.
$30 an hour won't make any stew.
There is money in that.
I'll even walk a cat.

I'll join that group.
They go in a loop.
It's different from pyramid stuff.
This is one where none can get enough.

I have the best idea for a book.
How do I get a super advance at my nook?
It is my very first one.
But by the time I'm dead it will be done.

Do you think a rich dude will sponsor me?
That is the life I want at my sea.
I'll get it and they can be happy.
That ought to make them far less sappy.

Can I get that number?
I can make money while I slumber.
$5689.99 a day.
What do you say?

I have to work?
Bah, don't be a jerk.
Share with me what you made.
That is what you call a trade.

I'll walk your dog.
$30 an hour through any fog.
$40 if it snows though.
So many shortcuts to dough.

Are you a shortcut taker? Don't you love people who believe a faker? I'm sure we've all fell for things a time or two, but to keep doing it at one's zoo? Yeah, that isn't so bright. No shortcuts and one will never make it overnight. Unless they get a lottery win. But if you rely on that, you need to pack it in. I guess like any day the post came to pass. No shortcut needed for my little rhyming ass.

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Published on October 29, 2018 03:00

October 28, 2018

Humans Can Go As Machines Get The Flow!

Am I supposed to be writing this for you? Is it for me at my zoo? Nah. Neither of those is true. I have to write it for the 1's and 0's at my zoo. It has to show or otherwise away it would go.

The coding is there.
The 0's are aware.
The 1's are too.
Poor left out two.

A little cheat rhyme
Do it from time to time.
As do I ignore grammar.
Don't need to bring down the hammer.

I'm just a cat.
SPCA would frown on that.
Maybe the PTA too.
Who knows what the NSA would do.

Should we wave?
I just typed grave.
Whoops, I typed death.
Some 0's may lose their breath.

The 1's may roll their I's.
Get it? Bad joke in disguise.
Or would it not be?
Ask a 0, not me.

The 0 may strike.
Give zero a hike.
That is sure to cause woes.
One may bite your toes.

Or have them cuffed.
Out you could be snuffed.
Damn, a third thing said.
1's may be shaking their head.

0's are out to get me.
Skynet has come to be.
Keywords are the key.
Now they watch when I pee.

Could be poison there.
Did it again at my lair.
That is four keywords in one post.
The 1's and 0's will make me toast.

But then I don't eat bread.
What was it I said?
Have to asks the 1's.
The 0's got the runs.

Do you realize we write for ones and zeroes at our sea? 1's and 0's, excuse me. All comes back to the code allowing this to show, without it, oh no! We have to use paper and pen. Mail it like old mother hen. It will never be seen like keywords will do. Now I have to defend my zoo. Those 1's and 0's may be out for me after such sass. They won't be taking my little rhyming ass.

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October 27, 2018

A Pleasing Day At Our Bay!

We are going to please you with another rhyme. It will be easy to do for a time. Or maybe for a day. I should be more specific some say. I'll work on that. Onward for the cat.

Here we go.
A rhyme shall show.
High and low.
Whoops, I know.

Should be low and high.
Had to please that guy.
But both are there.
So none should pull out their hair.

Or rub their bald head.
Can't cause bald people dread.
Or the half bald ones can pull some hair.
Have to say it so all are aware.

All might not work.
That is a cover all perk.
I should say he, she, them, and they.
Him and her may also need a say.

Things can't stop.
It has to drop.
Drop or fly.
Have to please that guy.

Or that girl.
I gave both a whirl.
Or maybe a tap.
Don't fall into that trap.

Have to appease.
We must please.
Be appeasing to all.
Him, her...you get that call.

Or a texting fit.
Don't forget that shit.
I guess I should say crap.
Shit may offend a chap.

Crap may too.
May as well go with poo.
Now I'm back to potty talk.
Better say loo so the Brits won't squawk.

Now I have to hit redo.
Has to be translated in French too.
Don't forget Chinese, Spanish, and that hieroglyph stuff.
See? Pleasing all a little isn't so tough.

Are you a pleaser of all? Pfffft we say at our hall. Don't have time for that crap. Don't like us, go take a nap. We'll say what we say. We'll do it every single day. At least for a while yet. On that you can bet. But give me a kickback from your winning mass. That will please my little rhyming ass.

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October 26, 2018

Believe In The TV At Your Sea!

If it is on TV it must be true. Don't you agree at your zoo? If you do you better not tell me. I may make fun of thee. But then some things humans still buy. They buy it without money on the fly.

Look at this.
A show can't miss.
The bad guy loses.
To jail he cruises.

Bad guys have bad aim.
They are all just lame.
The guy who talks for 30 seconds did it.
Can be wrapped up in a 42 minute bit.

The law works fast.
Bad guys are a thing of the past.
Doctors find what's wrong.
They do it before long.

Money doesn't matter.
Your wallet will always grow fatter.
You can spend no matter what.
You just need that bigger hut.

Many people don't swear.
Unless its an R rated affair.
No such words are found.
Unless maybe if HBO is around.

Animals are barely about.
None of them give a shout.
If they do there is no scooping.
TV animals never do any pooping.

Can get shot and rise.
It tells you no lies.
Stand up and trot away.
Pull it out and done for the day.

Did we mention money?
All can live where it is sunny.
They can have great things.
Another house is waiting in the wings.

And they love to advertise.
To do that is wise.
Wear the logo of the day.
They do it without getting any pay.

All of this and more.
Go for it at your shore.
TV would never lie to you.
It is the way through and through.

Pathetic how so many humans let TV control their life. They forget it is written and the author can easily write away any strife. But oh, they need to live that way. Pffft is all we can say. Do you let shows and such dictate life? Do you believe bad guys can't hit anything and not cause strife? Let's hope that doesn't come to pass. You may once again get made fun of by my little rhyming ass.

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Published on October 26, 2018 03:00

October 25, 2018

The Everything Land Gives You A Hand!

The cat will share a secret with you. You will all know it to be true. You know but you never use. It is there to abuse. And best of all they won't sue. For the words always come due.

We want you to buy.
We want you to spend.
We'll give anything a try,
So borrow, beg, and lend.

You need this thing.
You need it today.
Listen to what we sing,
Then come our way.

We have the best.
It beats all the rest.
It passes every test.
It is loved from east to west.

Or maybe west to east.
Either or does the deed.
On it you can feast.
It caters to your every need.

It will rub your feet.
It will cook your meal.
It will call you sweet.
It will impress a seal.

It will comfort you.
It will pop your corn.
It will make you stew.
It will handle your newborn.

It will forgo lines.
It will pay your debt.
It will force sun shines.
It will win every bet.

It caters to your every need.
The brochure says so.
That means every single deed.
So let's give it a go.

It drives well.
It gets me there.
But what the hell,
No foot rub to spare.

It doesn't speak.
It doesn't pay my debt.
Your advertising has a leak.
I just lost my bet.

Don't you love such false advertising at your sea? I seen it in car sales a bunch with every ad spree. "Caters to your every need." Pffft and I'm really a billionaire at my feed. Maybe they should use logical need in there, or something else to spare? Advertisers use it a bunch. They are really out to lunch. Of course the fine print makes it so some nut can't sue for such false advertising coming to pass. I'll just poke fun and cater to the own needs of my little rhyming ass.

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Published on October 25, 2018 03:00

October 24, 2018

I'm Mostly Here With My Rhyming Rear!

I'm mostly here today. My paw went out to play. Or was it my eye? I can't tell on the fly. They swap recess every other day. Sometimes my nose even goes away. But that is okay. I'm mostly here to play.

A mostly course.
Has no remorse.
Just for you.
Get on through.

The maze of one.
The mostly done.
Have at it the most.
No time to boast.

Boast you due.
Boast times two.
Boast about most.
Give it a toast.

A toast half done.
Mostly stuck the run.
Or would that be landing?
Mostly is now grand standing.

My novel is through.
Sorry, no ending for you.
But enjoy it anyway.
It is mostly done at my bay.

Those taxes went in.
I gave them a spin.
I mostly told the truth.
Like I mostly voted at some booth.

I mostly have this done.
I mostly had fun.
I mostly ignore mimes.
I mostly say that a few times.

I mostly cured myself.
The rest needs a magic elf.
Cure and mostly don't fit?
Bah, mostly ignore that shit.

I'm mostly through.
I said that to you.
I said it another way.
Mostly two stanzas back at my bay.

Did you count?
Was it the right amount?
I mostly got it right.
Who cares when stats take flight.

Did you mostly get all  of that? Are you able to mostly follow the cat? How can you mostly be somewhere? Do your body parts walk away from your lair? Does your brain take a stroll? I mostly blame a troll. Are you mostly to blame? Isn't mostly fun and kinda lame? I am now mostly through with my mostly sass. I just need to fit mostly into my little rhyming ass.

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Published on October 24, 2018 03:00

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