Pat Hatt's Blog, page 63
December 4, 2017
A Social Strife With The Life!
So the cat was out the other day and some old fart, like really old toothless fart, came to play. Nosy as can be. Dull as watching paint dry as well at ones sea. A mannequin would be more fun. Wasn't that movie already done?
What do you do?
You know, for fun.
Tell it true.
Do you run around with anyone?
You sit and write?
Is that all you do?
You play volleyball one night?
Is that all that comes due?
Don't you have a social life?
That has to be boring.
How will you get a wife?
I'd end up only snoring.
When I was your age,
I did oh so much more.
I was all the rage.
I skipped every chore.
I made sling shots.
I shot those squirrels.
I killed lots,
Watching their death whirls.
Things cost less.
They cost so so much less.
They were so so so less.
Soooooooooooooo less.
We killed rabbits too.
Those slingshots were great.
I made quite a few.
No need for bait.
Did I mention less?
Could buy a whole lot more.
Come now, just confess,
You do more at your shore.
You should join this.
It's the largest around.
It would be bliss.
I'm the president hound.
Can't do less.
Don't just sit and write.
Exercising is just a mess.
Look at me, I made out all right.
Don't you love when such fools tell you what to do? Pffft many a time sure came due at our zoo. It's the same crap over and over and over again. Right up there with Flappy at our den. Maybe Toothless should get his own go. But then I'd bore you and make your IQ go low. My social life is fine by me. Most people annoy me anyway at my sea. Like Toothless can surely do. Have a great social life at your zoo? I'll stick with my hermit pass. That way I can write away each day with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
What do you do?
You know, for fun.
Tell it true.
Do you run around with anyone?
You sit and write?
Is that all you do?
You play volleyball one night?
Is that all that comes due?
Don't you have a social life?
That has to be boring.
How will you get a wife?
I'd end up only snoring.
When I was your age,
I did oh so much more.
I was all the rage.
I skipped every chore.
I made sling shots.
I shot those squirrels.
I killed lots,
Watching their death whirls.
Things cost less.
They cost so so much less.
They were so so so less.
Soooooooooooooo less.
We killed rabbits too.
Those slingshots were great.
I made quite a few.
No need for bait.
Did I mention less?
Could buy a whole lot more.
Come now, just confess,
You do more at your shore.
You should join this.
It's the largest around.
It would be bliss.
I'm the president hound.
Can't do less.
Don't just sit and write.
Exercising is just a mess.
Look at me, I made out all right.
Don't you love when such fools tell you what to do? Pffft many a time sure came due at our zoo. It's the same crap over and over and over again. Right up there with Flappy at our den. Maybe Toothless should get his own go. But then I'd bore you and make your IQ go low. My social life is fine by me. Most people annoy me anyway at my sea. Like Toothless can surely do. Have a great social life at your zoo? I'll stick with my hermit pass. That way I can write away each day with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
December 3, 2017
In Come The Dense With Business Sense!
As you know, the cat hardly bites his tongue at his show. So why start now? On anything I will give a meow. That and surely shake my head. Some people shouldn't get out of bed.
This is the price.
Isn't that nice?
Added to profit.
No one will scoff it.
If they do,
And go all boo hoo,
Feel free to play.
Sell by the end of the day.
The figures are there.
There to spare.
Those that you see,
Are worked on by thee.
The deal is done.
It's a fine run.
At least the figures say,
At the end of the day.
Whoops, we lied.
Some we had to hide.
They are under our hat.
What was the point in that?
There is no point.
We're slow at our joint.
That is it.
Slow as shit.
Nov 1st changes were made.
Which changes the figures that were laid.
But Nov 30th is when we put it in,
If you are lucky at your bin.
So in between you don't know.
You don't know because we are slow.
Slow and backasswards in every way.
We are too busy all day.
Too busy talking.
Too busy walking.
Too busy on coffee runs.
Busy by the tons.
That 2 mins it would take,
Makes our body shake.
We can't adjust the figures to make them right.
Nope, we need our 12 hours of sleep tonight.
Pffffffffffffffffffft says the cat. Stupid business practices where any are at. If Pat waited to enter stuff that long with accounting at our sea, the CRA would even be up the ass of me. Backasswards is sure the way. Any stupid business practices you've seen at play? Amazes me how some still stay afloat. They must have plenty of leaks in their boat. I've seen more common sense in a singing bass. Common sense has died many a time over says my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
This is the price.
Isn't that nice?
Added to profit.
No one will scoff it.
If they do,
And go all boo hoo,
Feel free to play.
Sell by the end of the day.
The figures are there.
There to spare.
Those that you see,
Are worked on by thee.
The deal is done.
It's a fine run.
At least the figures say,
At the end of the day.
Whoops, we lied.
Some we had to hide.
They are under our hat.
What was the point in that?
There is no point.
We're slow at our joint.
That is it.
Slow as shit.
Nov 1st changes were made.
Which changes the figures that were laid.
But Nov 30th is when we put it in,
If you are lucky at your bin.
So in between you don't know.
You don't know because we are slow.
Slow and backasswards in every way.
We are too busy all day.
Too busy talking.
Too busy walking.
Too busy on coffee runs.
Busy by the tons.
That 2 mins it would take,
Makes our body shake.
We can't adjust the figures to make them right.
Nope, we need our 12 hours of sleep tonight.
Pffffffffffffffffffft says the cat. Stupid business practices where any are at. If Pat waited to enter stuff that long with accounting at our sea, the CRA would even be up the ass of me. Backasswards is sure the way. Any stupid business practices you've seen at play? Amazes me how some still stay afloat. They must have plenty of leaks in their boat. I've seen more common sense in a singing bass. Common sense has died many a time over says my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
December 2, 2017
Listen To Me At My Sea!
The cat wants you to listen up. Do your ears perk like a pup? How can you listen up at your sea? Is listening down worse for thee? We'll ignore that because I want you to listen to the cat.
I have a tale.
A tale that won''t fail.
I will tell you it.
It is really the shit.
Listen to this.
Just listen with bliss.
Listen to this.
Words you don't want to miss.
May I continue now,
Before they have a cow?
Anyway, as I was saying,
With today's post displaying.
Listen to this.
Listen and don't miss.
You'll listen to it all.
Listen at your hall.
What is with you?
My story must come due.
Why are you even talking?
Stop your squawking.
Listen to it.
Every little bit.
Listen to it.
It's the shit.
Let's ignore that.
Annoying to the cat.
Let's give it another try.
Where was I?
Listen to this.
It will make you piss.
It is that funny.
Listen to it, honey.
Piss and honey as one?
Listen to your umm fun.
So back to my tale.
It sure won't fail.
Listen up.
Don't spill your cup.
It is that great.
Listen to him, mate.
Are you like that? A butt in person where you are at? Listen to this is as bad as telling about the weather when you are both together. Do you think the person listening isn't or something? Do you want attention with you listen to this fling? Isn't it annoying trying to tell someone something and another gives that a fling? Listen to my final words of sass. I don't need anyone to tell another while sitting right there to listen to my rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
I have a tale.
A tale that won''t fail.
I will tell you it.
It is really the shit.
Listen to this.
Just listen with bliss.
Listen to this.
Words you don't want to miss.
May I continue now,
Before they have a cow?
Anyway, as I was saying,
With today's post displaying.
Listen to this.
Listen and don't miss.
You'll listen to it all.
Listen at your hall.
What is with you?
My story must come due.
Why are you even talking?
Stop your squawking.
Listen to it.
Every little bit.
Listen to it.
It's the shit.
Let's ignore that.
Annoying to the cat.
Let's give it another try.
Where was I?
Listen to this.
It will make you piss.
It is that funny.
Listen to it, honey.
Piss and honey as one?
Listen to your umm fun.
So back to my tale.
It sure won't fail.
Listen up.
Don't spill your cup.
It is that great.
Listen to him, mate.
Are you like that? A butt in person where you are at? Listen to this is as bad as telling about the weather when you are both together. Do you think the person listening isn't or something? Do you want attention with you listen to this fling? Isn't it annoying trying to tell someone something and another gives that a fling? Listen to my final words of sass. I don't need anyone to tell another while sitting right there to listen to my rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
December 1, 2017
Decorate Away For A Merry Display!
The cat has to shake his head, even as I make decorations dead. I have smashed a few, but Cassie knocked over the whole tree at the other zoo. The mutts helped a bit but she was the cause of it.
The house is bare.
Decorate that lair.
Not just a little bit.
Make it a hit.
Get up the tree.
On it a dog can pee.
One actually did too,
At a friend's zoo.
Get the lights outside.
Stand back and take pride.
Think, you have to take them down.
But at least you can light up the town.
Then things here and there.
The typical affair.
Look and see decorations in sight.
Can't have a windowsill without a light.
Typical stuff.
But that's not enough.
Nope, not one bit.
Decorate where you shit.
Few ever see the toilet.
But you can't spoil it.
Put a Santa face on the seat.
That just can't be beat.
Having a singing tp roll.
Now that's a goal.
Sings to you every time.
You'll sing to its chime.
Chuck your toothbrush out.
What is that old one about?
You need a Christmas one.
Companies want you to buy a ton.
Put stickers on your shoes.
How can you lose?
You are just sharing the news.
No one will have the blues.
And best of all,
Decorating won't stall.
Have fake snow going steady.
Now you are truly ready.
Do you go that nuts? Err umm I mean cheery at your huts. What is the point in a toilet seat Santa face? No one else uses it for a daily embrace. No one else even sees the thing. Is your toilet public at your wing? Yeah, the cat is kinda stuck on that pass. Pat better not stick anything on the litterbox of my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
The house is bare.
Decorate that lair.
Not just a little bit.
Make it a hit.
Get up the tree.
On it a dog can pee.
One actually did too,
At a friend's zoo.
Get the lights outside.
Stand back and take pride.
Think, you have to take them down.
But at least you can light up the town.
Then things here and there.
The typical affair.
Look and see decorations in sight.
Can't have a windowsill without a light.
Typical stuff.
But that's not enough.
Nope, not one bit.
Decorate where you shit.
Few ever see the toilet.
But you can't spoil it.
Put a Santa face on the seat.
That just can't be beat.
Having a singing tp roll.
Now that's a goal.
Sings to you every time.
You'll sing to its chime.
Chuck your toothbrush out.
What is that old one about?
You need a Christmas one.
Companies want you to buy a ton.
Put stickers on your shoes.
How can you lose?
You are just sharing the news.
No one will have the blues.
And best of all,
Decorating won't stall.
Have fake snow going steady.
Now you are truly ready.
Do you go that nuts? Err umm I mean cheery at your huts. What is the point in a toilet seat Santa face? No one else uses it for a daily embrace. No one else even sees the thing. Is your toilet public at your wing? Yeah, the cat is kinda stuck on that pass. Pat better not stick anything on the litterbox of my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
November 30, 2017
On This Date We Complicate!
Are you ready to get this done? It should be lots of fun. It is just a simple rhyme. I can do that any old time. There is no need to stop. Out a rhyme shall pop. It's as simple as that. You can trust the cat.
He's rhyming today.
He's having his say.
He's talking about me.
This is unusual at his sea.
It could mean he's mad.
It could mean he's on a fad.
It could mean he's going to quit.
It could mean I'm a twit.
He's rhyming today.
He's having his say.
He's talking about me.
I'm repeating this at my sea.
It could mean I'm mad.
It could mean I'm bad.
It could mean I'm nuts.
It could mean I make the same mistake in my analyzing ruts.
My mind is talking.
The damn thing is squawking.
It wants to have its say.
It can't go another way.
It says I suck.
It says pass the buck.
My brain must be right.
I have to believe its plight.
What would you do?
And you, and you, and you, and you and you and you...
I want all opinions in view.
I will turn to all of you and you and you and you...
I have each way.
I now know at my bay.
I know 50,000 ways.
I'll stay in my daze.
Can't go off kilter.
Be sure and always filter.
What if you offend him?
What if she goes out on a limb?
What if they like it?
What if it isn't a hit?
Better not speak up at all.
Holy, it's already next fall.
Are you an over complicating nut? Could go on forever with this rut. Sadly, that is what some do. Going over and over and over and over it at their zoo. What good does that do at one's den? And even when they go over it they repeat it again and again. I think it really is fall of 2018 now. Over complicating things sure can wow. I think I'll take a pass and remain a non complicated little rising ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
He's rhyming today.
He's having his say.
He's talking about me.
This is unusual at his sea.
It could mean he's mad.
It could mean he's on a fad.
It could mean he's going to quit.
It could mean I'm a twit.
He's rhyming today.
He's having his say.
He's talking about me.
I'm repeating this at my sea.
It could mean I'm mad.
It could mean I'm bad.
It could mean I'm nuts.
It could mean I make the same mistake in my analyzing ruts.
My mind is talking.
The damn thing is squawking.
It wants to have its say.
It can't go another way.
It says I suck.
It says pass the buck.
My brain must be right.
I have to believe its plight.
What would you do?
And you, and you, and you, and you and you and you...
I want all opinions in view.
I will turn to all of you and you and you and you...
I have each way.
I now know at my bay.
I know 50,000 ways.
I'll stay in my daze.
Can't go off kilter.
Be sure and always filter.
What if you offend him?
What if she goes out on a limb?
What if they like it?
What if it isn't a hit?
Better not speak up at all.
Holy, it's already next fall.
Are you an over complicating nut? Could go on forever with this rut. Sadly, that is what some do. Going over and over and over and over it at their zoo. What good does that do at one's den? And even when they go over it they repeat it again and again. I think it really is fall of 2018 now. Over complicating things sure can wow. I think I'll take a pass and remain a non complicated little rising ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
November 29, 2017
Back In The Day Comes To Play!
Play may sure be too strong a word. The cat would rather go get pecked on the head by a bird. Once is enough of it. After that you want to grab a wall and take head and hit.
Back in the day...
They have their say.
Interesting to hear.
So you lend an ear.
Can always learn.
But then they return.
Back in the day...
They repeat their say.
Stories worn out.
Dull as trout.
But it's their thrill.
Like a little blue pill.
By the third time,
It's a crime.
Yes, yes, yes...I know!
Just shut up and go.
Back in the day...
Uggg must I stay?
Can't work come.
Oh look, there's some.
Back in the day...
They still hit replay.
My mind is going numb.
I'd rather have an itchy bum.
Back in the day...
Oh the dismay.
Can't take a hint,
As I pick off lint.
Back in the day...
I'm going to eat hay.
It would be better for me,
Than having to listen to thee.
Back in the day...
Did you repeat what you say,
Every flucking day,
Sometimes twice on display?
What about today?
Nothing new to say?
Don't you do anything besides hit replay?
Back in the day...
Ugg the cat needs a drink. These people can bring you to the brink. Mind numbing in every way. If we ever do that for retirement drown us in the bay. Coming to a place to sit day after day, week after week and the same crap they leak. So not for me. I'd rather stay home and bury pee. If that is retirement count us out. We'll go swim with the trout. Ever get any like that? They just won't scat. They have no hobbies at all so they bother your work hall? I'd rather take a bad case of gas. It is much more pleasant to my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Back in the day...
They have their say.
Interesting to hear.
So you lend an ear.
Can always learn.
But then they return.
Back in the day...
They repeat their say.
Stories worn out.
Dull as trout.
But it's their thrill.
Like a little blue pill.
By the third time,
It's a crime.
Yes, yes, yes...I know!
Just shut up and go.
Back in the day...
Uggg must I stay?
Can't work come.
Oh look, there's some.
Back in the day...
They still hit replay.
My mind is going numb.
I'd rather have an itchy bum.
Back in the day...
Oh the dismay.
Can't take a hint,
As I pick off lint.
Back in the day...
I'm going to eat hay.
It would be better for me,
Than having to listen to thee.
Back in the day...
Did you repeat what you say,
Every flucking day,
Sometimes twice on display?
What about today?
Nothing new to say?
Don't you do anything besides hit replay?
Back in the day...
Ugg the cat needs a drink. These people can bring you to the brink. Mind numbing in every way. If we ever do that for retirement drown us in the bay. Coming to a place to sit day after day, week after week and the same crap they leak. So not for me. I'd rather stay home and bury pee. If that is retirement count us out. We'll go swim with the trout. Ever get any like that? They just won't scat. They have no hobbies at all so they bother your work hall? I'd rather take a bad case of gas. It is much more pleasant to my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
November 28, 2017
Time To Guzzle The Puzzle!
The cat watches as the pieces flow and then what do you know. That isn't a question though as on the floor they go. The ones at the other sea yell at me as I trot away with glee.
Puzzles fit.
Puzzles mix.
Puzzles take wit.
Puzzles pull out tricks.
This piece goes there.
This piece goes here.
Not a piece to spare.
The image is now clear.
Clear as a bell.
Clear as a bird.
What the hell,
Can use any word.
The web we weave.
The things we do.
None you can leave,
Each sticking with you.
A puzzle to solve.
One all your own.
In or to evolve,
Can't simply hold the phone.
Many within one,
Before the finish line.
Each asking to be done,
As life continues to align.
Puzzled today?
That's not new.
I've created a display,
Many a day at my zoo.
Another with work.
Another to think.
Both quite the perk,
As in answers sink.
Solved and added.
New extensions at play.
Nothing is padded,
At the end of the day.
The puzzle of life,
Has its out pieces.
Some joy, some strife,
Until the final one ceases.
All that from knocking pieces on the floor. Who knew a rhyme could come from that other shore? I guess we do now. Enjoy solving puzzles of any kind that may or may not wow? Everything is there to solve in some way, we just need to play. Now I think I'll go back to sass. I can't always be a wise little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Puzzles fit.
Puzzles mix.
Puzzles take wit.
Puzzles pull out tricks.
This piece goes there.
This piece goes here.
Not a piece to spare.
The image is now clear.
Clear as a bell.
Clear as a bird.
What the hell,
Can use any word.
The web we weave.
The things we do.
None you can leave,
Each sticking with you.
A puzzle to solve.
One all your own.
In or to evolve,
Can't simply hold the phone.
Many within one,
Before the finish line.
Each asking to be done,
As life continues to align.
Puzzled today?
That's not new.
I've created a display,
Many a day at my zoo.
Another with work.
Another to think.
Both quite the perk,
As in answers sink.
Solved and added.
New extensions at play.
Nothing is padded,
At the end of the day.
The puzzle of life,
Has its out pieces.
Some joy, some strife,
Until the final one ceases.
All that from knocking pieces on the floor. Who knew a rhyme could come from that other shore? I guess we do now. Enjoy solving puzzles of any kind that may or may not wow? Everything is there to solve in some way, we just need to play. Now I think I'll go back to sass. I can't always be a wise little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
November 27, 2017
Congrats, You Can Act And That's A Fact!
So many out there think they can't act. They think it takes all kinds of tact. That or some sleezeball plastic face. But that isn't the true embrace. For you acted away at some point in the last day.
You meet a friend.
A friend to the end.
To the end of this meeting.
But you fake the greeting.
They buy it.
Every little bit.
You walk away,
You may even pray.
Pray they never comeback.
Such prayers may lack.
But you faked it like a pro.
You acted, what do you know.
You pretend to like work.
Put on a smile for even a jerk.
Whether customer or boss,
Either can be a coin toss.
You nod and agree,
When you just want to flee.
They walk away with a smile.
Add another whatever to the file.
You acted and stayed.
You also got paid.
No drama or prissy crap,
Like some plastic faced chap.
You fake interest.
You give it your best.
You really don't care,
But they are never aware.
They sit and yap.
Away they flap.
You humor for a while.
But it isn't your style.
But they are nice,
So you pay the price.
You sigh when they go.
End of today's show.
No need for lines,
Or fancy type wines.
You acted with ease.
Wasn't that a breeze?
Did you know you could act? The cat made it a fact. Now you know you can do it. Go out and make a Hollywood hit. Hmm not sure faking it at work would sell. But you never know, could be swell. Then again you may want to avoid the Hollywood cesspool. Try some other tool. Now go back to acting like the normal class. Or just stay acting crazy like my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
You meet a friend.
A friend to the end.
To the end of this meeting.
But you fake the greeting.
They buy it.
Every little bit.
You walk away,
You may even pray.
Pray they never comeback.
Such prayers may lack.
But you faked it like a pro.
You acted, what do you know.
You pretend to like work.
Put on a smile for even a jerk.
Whether customer or boss,
Either can be a coin toss.
You nod and agree,
When you just want to flee.
They walk away with a smile.
Add another whatever to the file.
You acted and stayed.
You also got paid.
No drama or prissy crap,
Like some plastic faced chap.
You fake interest.
You give it your best.
You really don't care,
But they are never aware.
They sit and yap.
Away they flap.
You humor for a while.
But it isn't your style.
But they are nice,
So you pay the price.
You sigh when they go.
End of today's show.
No need for lines,
Or fancy type wines.
You acted with ease.
Wasn't that a breeze?
Did you know you could act? The cat made it a fact. Now you know you can do it. Go out and make a Hollywood hit. Hmm not sure faking it at work would sell. But you never know, could be swell. Then again you may want to avoid the Hollywood cesspool. Try some other tool. Now go back to acting like the normal class. Or just stay acting crazy like my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
November 26, 2017
Me Me Me Across The Sea!
The cat has his own giant litterbox. Does that curl your socks? Or maybe your toes? Sure won't make you strike a lovey dovey pose. But I share it with glee. Mini Alex knows it at our sea.
I've got my plot.
I'm so hot.
It's all about me.
Don't touch my tree.
Don't touch my bush.
The one with the tush.
The others too.
But especially the tush view.
Don't touch my sand.
Can't crawl or stand.
Stay the hell off.
Try it and I'll scoff.
I'll fluck you up.
Don't act like a pup.
I will not share.
This is all my lair.
That coconut is mine.
The stream is for the feline.
That stars in the sky.
All mine upon high.
My giant litterbox.
Won't share with human or fox.
It is all mine.
Don't test the feline.
What was that?
Plenty of room where I'm at?
But it is all mine.
Can't you read the lips of the feline?
I can't help you.
Sorry, but its true.
It's all about me me me.
I'm the only one here to see.
So what if you're the same.
You are just so lame.
Can't have you by my name.
You could interrupt my fame.
What? No one will squawk?
Hey, I want to talk.
Talk all about me.
Why do you flee?
Pffft to that, at least says Pat. The cat may still be all about me. But I do share my litterbox with Cassie. There is plenty of room on the giant litterbox for all. Doesn't hurt to give many a call. Which is a grand thing about blogland as all lend a helping hand. Unless you get those that have nothing to say. They sure can say enough about me me me at the end of the day. Know any like that? Do they think they are a cat? We do rule all in mass. At least Pat bows to the will of my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
I've got my plot.
I'm so hot.
It's all about me.
Don't touch my tree.
Don't touch my bush.
The one with the tush.
The others too.
But especially the tush view.
Don't touch my sand.
Can't crawl or stand.
Stay the hell off.
Try it and I'll scoff.
I'll fluck you up.
Don't act like a pup.
I will not share.
This is all my lair.
That coconut is mine.
The stream is for the feline.
That stars in the sky.
All mine upon high.
My giant litterbox.
Won't share with human or fox.
It is all mine.
Don't test the feline.
What was that?
Plenty of room where I'm at?
But it is all mine.
Can't you read the lips of the feline?
I can't help you.
Sorry, but its true.
It's all about me me me.
I'm the only one here to see.
So what if you're the same.
You are just so lame.
Can't have you by my name.
You could interrupt my fame.
What? No one will squawk?
Hey, I want to talk.
Talk all about me.
Why do you flee?
Pffft to that, at least says Pat. The cat may still be all about me. But I do share my litterbox with Cassie. There is plenty of room on the giant litterbox for all. Doesn't hurt to give many a call. Which is a grand thing about blogland as all lend a helping hand. Unless you get those that have nothing to say. They sure can say enough about me me me at the end of the day. Know any like that? Do they think they are a cat? We do rule all in mass. At least Pat bows to the will of my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
November 25, 2017
Actual It For A Bit!
The cat has heard this word thrown around a bit. I have even used it. I bet from the title you can guess what it is. Actually you may not be able to pass that quiz.Would it then be a losing bet? Actually I'd have to first be a real betting pet.
Today I'll rhyme.
Rhyme for a time.
Actually rhyme for a bit.
Actually screw that time shit.
That would be math.
That may cause wrath.
Actually it would aggravate.
Actually it would confuse on plate.
Actually there's no plate.
Actually there is for bait.
Actually bait would be food.
Actually artificial may be its mood.
Actually it may be GMO.
Actually I don't know.
Actually I'd need to see it.
Actually here I sit.
Actually I'm lying back.
Actually that would cause an attack.
Actually I'll go lie down.
Actually I'll walk through town.
Actually I may sprint.
Actually I'll pick off lint.
Actually I'll add more.
Actually I'll avoid going to explore.
Actually exploring is fake.
Actually it's a double take.
Actually it's a repeat.
Actually it may be just as neat.
Actually depends on what it is.
Actually Depends may help you whizz.
Actually it will keep it with ease.
Actually you may leak with a breeze.
Actually you may not care.
Actually you may prefer to be bare.
Actually you may be wise.
Actually out this rhyme flies.
Actually I'm going nowhere.
Actually I have a point at my lair.
Actually you caught on.
Actually that may be a con.
Have you used actually as much as me? That would be fun to see. Some humans use actually a ton. Actually I'm not sure I give it much of a run. Actually I may have ruined that as I just became an actual cat. Actually that is as likely as me becoming a singing bass. For today I'm actually done being a little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Today I'll rhyme.
Rhyme for a time.
Actually rhyme for a bit.
Actually screw that time shit.
That would be math.
That may cause wrath.
Actually it would aggravate.
Actually it would confuse on plate.
Actually there's no plate.
Actually there is for bait.
Actually bait would be food.
Actually artificial may be its mood.
Actually it may be GMO.
Actually I don't know.
Actually I'd need to see it.
Actually here I sit.
Actually I'm lying back.
Actually that would cause an attack.
Actually I'll go lie down.
Actually I'll walk through town.
Actually I may sprint.
Actually I'll pick off lint.
Actually I'll add more.
Actually I'll avoid going to explore.
Actually exploring is fake.
Actually it's a double take.
Actually it's a repeat.
Actually it may be just as neat.
Actually depends on what it is.
Actually Depends may help you whizz.
Actually it will keep it with ease.
Actually you may leak with a breeze.
Actually you may not care.
Actually you may prefer to be bare.
Actually you may be wise.
Actually out this rhyme flies.
Actually I'm going nowhere.
Actually I have a point at my lair.
Actually you caught on.
Actually that may be a con.
Have you used actually as much as me? That would be fun to see. Some humans use actually a ton. Actually I'm not sure I give it much of a run. Actually I may have ruined that as I just became an actual cat. Actually that is as likely as me becoming a singing bass. For today I'm actually done being a little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
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