Pat Hatt's Blog, page 58

A Critical Convert To Alert!

So today is the day, the day you have your say. The day you take them down. That is your goal at your town. You'll leave them without a leg to stand on. Warning, if literal, a jail cell may dawn.

Critics are here.
Critics are there.
Always one near,
Much like underwear.

Whether worn or not,
They sure can stink.
Critical of plot,
Some don't even think.

But critics they are.
Can say how they feel.
Hit them with a car,
Is a fine day dreaming ordeal.

Most have no clue.
Many are shit out of luck.
But critiques sure come due,
As they simply pass the buck.

Say not do.
A motto for each.
Most just moo,
Wanting some reach.

But you'll fix that.
That you will.
You'll stop them flat.
You'll climb that hill.

Their mind will be changed.
They'll love you soon.
Things will be rearranged.
They'll be over the moon.

Converse and tell.
Show and converse.
All will be swell.
You'll break the curse.

What was that?
Bashed once more?
But you chewed the fat.
You did that chore.

A convert critic was made.
You had their approval seal.
That soon did fade,
For things just got real.

Why didn't they convert? Maybe you didn't buy an advert? Or maybe you didn't grease enough palms that were stuck out. That can get you some clout. But when just trying to change a mind, why didn't a yes from no you find? Because it is in their best interest to bash you. They get more of a reaction and that's what they want to come due. All comes back to ego and stats. So best to ignore such dingbats. Any critics ever go after you? Did they simply go moo? I'll continue to let any suck on the gas that try and come near my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Seven's On Track Today At My Shack!

So today marks the day that I started rhyming away. Even if it was very lame with the generation one rhymes that came. Evolved and showed and here we sit with an over 2600 rhyme load. So seven has come due. What does seven mean to you?

To us, it's easy.
Seven is pleasy.
Another year a going,
With the rhyming showing.

We're all above ground.
At least, hopefully when this is found.
Being a year ahead, you never know.
We could be helping the grass grow.

Or Pat used as kitty litter.
Hey, he wouldn't be bitter.
Scooping him may be rough.
Anyway, seven sure doesn't think it is full of fluff.

Seven is the number of perfection.
Should this be our final rhyme detection?
Who can get better than perfection?
Bah, we'll beat that with a selection.

Seven also comes with security, safety and rest.
Boy, seven sure doesn't want to be a pest.
Who makes this crap up?
Bet it was a butt licking pup.

Seven is also bad luck to say.
Whoops, done in at my bay.
At least when playing roulette.
Luck pffffft and pffft again from this pet.

Seven colors of the rainbow.
I guess only seven can glow.
Maybe six feels left out.
For seven is what its about.

If you break a mirror,
Seven becomes clearer.
Or becomes far more dumb.
You got seven years bad luck, yeah right, chum.

It is good luck too,
If you rub backsides in view.
7 of them reside is Vegas somewhere.
I guess statues have luck to spare.

And just to make you think,
Bring that brain to the brink.
The opposite side of dice,
Always equal seven when added, how nice.

The last I have no idea if it is true. Could be just as false as luck at any human zoo. Do you know any other seven stuff? Have you made it to seven years of blogging off the cuff? I guess now the cat goes on to season eight. Who knows what shall show at each date. But we shall surely see what comes to pass as I keep on being a little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Dumb Down Time In Your Prime!

Society seems dumber. That we knew since before last summer. Like waaaaay before. But do you comply at your shore? Comply with the dumb. Now that is dumb and then some.

People are dumb.
Dumb as can be.
Rule of thumb,
Every one in three.

Reverse that though.
One is smart.
Or at least so so.
No horse before cart.

So what to do?
What can be done?
I'm on to you,
As you dumb down a ton.

Dumb down the writing.
Make it easy to read.
Even in bad lighting,
Only one syllable words take seed.

Dumb to be cool.
Yeah, that is the way.
Ignore true friends in school,
Join the cool fray.

Dumb down your work.
Can't show the boss up.
You'd prove them a worthless jerk,
Be on the street corner with a cup.

Dumb down your kids.
Don't let imagination roam.
Others may flip their lids,
What goes on in your home?

Dumb down your blog.
You want all kinds of views.
Farts jokes are high on the hog.
You really can't lose.

Dumb down the news.
Plus make it scare.
Give all the blues,
With some lies to spare.

Or am I wrong?
I'll have to ask a pup.
He sang a new song.
I guess it's called dumb up.

Do you dumb up or down? Notice how many a dumb thing is taking the crown? Probably have to live under a rock not to see that. Most of such dumb things are dumber than my scat. Dumb or complacent seems to be the way. Pffft such things can go drown in the bay. We'll always give such "dumb" sass and we won't be dumbing anything down or up from my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Skynet Demands To All Stands!

This blog is demanding you read and comment today. It is not a demand from my bay. Nope, it is a demand from the internet. You sure have to believe the pet. If not though, we'll show it to be so.

A little ring.
A little clang.
Add some bling.
Time to hang.

Your internet watches.
Your tablet announces.
Like a hooker to crotches,
Everything pounces.

Search history seen.
Sites adjust showing.
Dirty or clean,
Things are sure blowing.

Cleared and gone.
No problem there.
New shall dawn,
When you're not aware.

Cookies so yummy.
To that wallet of yours.
It fills their tummy,
After taking their tours.

A ring and a clang.
You aren't looking.
A bing and a bang.
Neck now is crooking.

Comes with a kink.
But that's all okay.
For if at the brink,
We've got pills to make it go away.

A reminder or three.
A news of the day.
All just for thee.
Now hear what we say.

A billion or more,
May have gotten it too.
But this is for your shore.
It's based solely on you.

Solely to buy.
Solely to see.
Solely to try.
Bing! New post from me.

Are you on demand? Do the bings and the clings take command? Need Google to help you out? Do you jump when your device gives a shout? The cat just rolls over and continues his nap. I'll get to it when I want and not for some Skynet chap. We don't want those robots coming to pass. Then they may turn me into a bad flowing little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

A Hoard The Know With Away We Go!

There are hoarders with lots of stuff, from utter crap to utter fluff. But we already rang that bell. There are other hoarders on which we shall tell. From tell to told as this rhyme takes hold.

Hoarding is nice.
Can cost a price.
Physical or not.
Catch on to the plot?

Soon you will.
Fits the bill.
Or takes it away.
Nothing on display.

All hoarded within.
Not taking a spin.
All about me.
Screw little old thee.

The knowledge is mine.
On it I'll dine.
Things shall align.
For it is mine, mine, mine.

You'll never detect.
You I'll neglect.
I have no need to connect.
This knowledge I elect.

Why would I share?
Why do you care?
I learned it, so it's mine.
On it you shall not dine.

But I surely will.
To me it's a thrill.
I shall not share.
You better beware.

Make things better?
Be a trend setter?
Bah, who needs that?
All mine under my hat.

What did you say?
You've found another way?
You have many connections?
What is this, the elections?

Don't share with any.
Don't share with the many.
But if you want to share with me,
I will not stop thee.

Know any knowledge hoarders at your sea? Funny how they will take from thee and then not offer anything at all. But I suppose at least they won't get crushed by stuff in the hall. But not sharing means no connections will be had. So such knowledge hoarders may not gain any more knowledge than a tad. Do you hoard knowledge in mass? On that I'll take a pass. I'll even freely share the gas from my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Let's Experiment Today Before Dead We Lay!

Today we will experiment a bit. Yeah, we will surely do it. We are only a year ahead, so we have time to put this post to bed. We can experiment for months one end. Bah, who needs that long arse trend.

Experimentation is key.
One way to advance thee.
One way to advance things.
Like giving a pig wings?

Yeah, that may be bad.
More than a tad.
Mad Scientist you may be,
Should that be done by thee.

Mad or crazy?
Either can beat lazy.
Both are the same?
Depends on the claim.

Are you mad?
See, proved it at my pad.
What? I'm off track?
Hey, I'm experimenting at my shack.

Or maybe I'm not.
Doing the normal plot.
Going where my mind goes.
Typing with fingers is easier than toes.

That popped out.
Like a jumping trout.
Tabbies would like that.
Turn the trout to scat.

I've got time.
Experimenting in my prime.
Didn't I say that?
Yeah, chewed that fat.

But I can chew.
So can you.
Or maybe not.
Follow the plot?

The plot of no plot.
That can't be taught.
Or maybe it can be.
Beats little old me.

My experimenting is through.
Glad I experimented on you?
Did it kick in?
Or did you kick it for the win?

Do you experiment at your sea? Did you catch on to me? The answer is probably no. So I will tell you so. Experimenting when you have time is grand. But experimenting with a deadline in hand, yeah, maybe not so much. As you screw with things and such. For then the deadline could be missed, leaving many pissed, Experiment when you can break the glass. Just a thought from my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer. 

The Name Lights A Flame!

Did you know your name can get fame? It can go on for ages and in many history pages. Unless you aren't PC or they can't PC your history. Then you may be screwed. But let's ignore their attitude.

What's in a name?
What's in a claim?
May be this or that.
May be plenty of scat.

What's in both?
Now there's the growth.
Both as one.
Get a fame run.

Occams razor.
As grand as the laser.
Lasted centuries with its fame.
Don't you wish such a claim?

Murphy's Law.
Has a big flaw.
But hey, he got fame.
All thanks to his name.

Without Murphy it's just law.
That has a bigger flaw.
It never would have caught on.
Same with others across time's lawn.

Rhyming Ass.
Now there's a pass.
Or maybe it's a fail.
A donkey may hit that trail.

Manzi's Truth.
Quite the booth.
Betsy's Words.
For the birds.

Betty's Insight.
Came to light.
Adam's Facts.
Bring about acts.

The Ninja Wannabe's Security.
That has some purity.
Mary's Mice.
Isn't that nice?

Blue's Shoe!
Who knew?
Theresa's Scare.
User beware.

Pat Hatt's Nuts.
Loved by umm mutts?
Yeah, that would backfire.
Hey, cashews do expire.

Go to the name.
Go to the claim.
Mix and match.
Come out as a batch.

Those popped on in as I gave it a spin. Do you have a name claim? Heard the many that brought some fame? Always laws or theories or such. Some sure think too much. But then some don't think at all. They just follow the bouncing ball. I think I'll leave the name claim to Cass. I already claim to be a little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer. 

A Different Spin Of The Win!

Time we go for the win with this spin. Whoops, we lost. That comes with a cost. A cost that may be grand. Mixing things at my land. Difference between cost a grand and a grand cost. But you knew that as it was tossed.

I'm a winner.
Chicken dinner.
Didn't we go there?
Hey, chicken to spare.

Works for the cat.
Tabbies may think it scat.
They have trout.
A winning shout.

Look, two ways to win.
Each needing a new spin.
Or a new take.
Winning gets a fair shake.

Won times two.
Can it come due?
It just did.
Don't flip your lid.

Now you lost.
Game was tossed.
But you learned too.
If you gave it a view.

Get better and win.
A winning spin.
A win times two.
Won and up the skill of you.

Lost something you like.
It took a big hike.
You found something new.
A winning combo came due.

You lost your mind.
It you can't find.
You went and had fun.
A win in many a way could be spun.

You had a winning ticket.
The people come to picket.
You won, yet you lost.
Privacy was tossed.

Would that be a lose lose?
Can the opposite take a cruise?
I guess it just did.
Many different ways to skin a squid.

Do you really want to skin a squid? Did you know winning can take many a bid? There are always more ways than one. Many a time you learn nothing from a simple win being done. But you can win when you lose. Unless you go for the booze. That may be a lose lose that comes to pass. Go for the lose win or win win and trust my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

A One On One Can Be Fun!

When two go back and forth things can sure head north. Or maybe they can head south too. Who am I to say at my zoo. East and west may even get put to the test. A little off track, but that we'll now sack.

That was great, man.
Aren't you a fan?
I can't believe it.
That was the shit.

Don't use man, it's human or person.
You are making life for others worsen.
I am also not a fan and that wasn't shit.
I am a person and it was a movie bit.

You are tightly wound.
Were you born in a pound?
Did someone take your toys away?
Boy, you must have had it rough at your bay.

First, don't use boy, as it is kid or child.
You should also speak far more mild.
You shouldn't insult pounds.
Toys are so medieval for children or hounds.

So just toys that squeak?
Did you fall off a peak?
Are you touched in the head?
Maybe one of the walking dead?

Toys that don't teach have no value.
That much should even be known by you.
There are many clinical terms for crazy but touched is not one.
And stop offending the dead as you let your mouth run.

I'm done with the likes of you.
You have no clue.
I hope you fall in a ditch.
There you and the mice can scratch your itch.

Itching is a medical condition that should not be made fun of.
It can lead to a little push or maybe a shove.
And you should not threaten anyone at all.
For that I could give 911 a call.

Wow, an emergency from me.
Now that is something to see.
All from you playing in the ditch.
Maybe it's not an itch but a glitch.

You shouldn't make fun of the handicapped.
Or make fun of people being trapped.
You really need to learn to speak right.
Your sarcasm shows you may never see the light.

Ever have a conversation with a PC nut? They sure can get in a PC rut. Some go well overboard. Maybe they will bungee jump and forget the cord. Whoops, how un-PC of me. Oh look, on PC I took a pee. That shows how much I care about that class. It can also suck on my gas. Maybe it will help gas pass? At least then it will have some use to my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

That Is A Need For It To Take Seed!

In order to do this or that humans sure become full off umm scat. Or maybe full of placebo and such. Anyway, they are sure off a touch. Not including the rugrats though. We're talking grown humans that show.

I can't write.
Nope, not one bit.
I don't have sunlight.
Can't do it without it.

I can't write.
Nope, not at all.
My chair isn't right.
My poster isn't on the wall.

I can't drive.
I just can't.
I will never survive.
I need my stuffed ant.

I can't drive.
I won't be able to.
I'll take a nosedive.
I'm not wearing something blue.

I can't play.
Nope, not in the least.
For it's Tuesday.
The day I lost my copy of Beauty and The Beast.

I can't play.
Nope, not today.
I lost my way.
A sign not to play.

I can't fly.
No planes for me.
I will surely die.
This morning I didn't pee.

I can't fly.
Not on your life.
It will crash and fry,
Because it's the birthday of my ex-wife.

I can't write.
No a single word.
I need my lucky kite,
And I need to see a bird.

I can't rhyme.
No, not today.
I need to see a mime.
Whoops, I rhymed anyway.

Do you think such umm stupid things at your sea? Need some comfort or "safety" item to get things done for thee? BIG difference between can't and don't want to. Funny how you humans can placebo yourself on cue. Can't write means you lost both arms and feet. Then you can't at your side of the street. Otherwise that is all in your head like getting out of the wrong side of bed. But to each their own as they need their little hula lass. I'll keep on because I can with nothing but my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.