Pat Hatt's Blog, page 64

Modeling It After A Hit!

Oh look, that blog is a hit. I have to copy it. Yeah, that will be the way to fortune and fame or whatever else out there that is lame. Hmm making fun? I guess I'm copying myself so far with this run.

The perfect way,
Came to play.
Perfect when done,
With what was spun.

So you try.
Bat an eye.
Copy the thing.
Expect the bling.

Copy a car site,
To your site of bite.
As in dental stuff.
Can't get enough.

Copy a food site,
With one for a flashlight.
Yep, you saw the light,
And went blind on sight.

Copy a social media site.
Have another 50 take flight.
Those will sure be a hit.
Hmmm they didn't do shit?

Copy a pet site.
Have humans flying a kite.
That will so work.
People will think it a perk.

Copy a law site.
Whoops, lawsuit took flight.
You sure didn't get far.
Better off copying the car.

Copy a travel site.
Make it for fitness might.
That will fly away overnight.
And I'm a unicorn at my site.

Copy a rhyming nut.
Can't rhyme so you show smut.
Yep, that will end well.
Hey, some find smut swell.

The perfect way,
Now not so perfect a display.
Flip and flopped,
As the copycat was cropped.

Ever see sites try and copy you? I've seen some copy another zoo. You can see it with sites, products, movies, this, that and the other thing. The copycats are all about the cha-ching. Which in the end makes most trash, leaving you with a bad rash. I'll stick with my non copycat sass and just be an original little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Private Viewing Leads To Stewing!

The cat is oh so private at our sea. You know pulling armpit hair brings me glee. That is the best knowledge out there. You even know I run around bare. Hmm maybe I should rethink that. I guess I'm not a private cat.

What the fluck?
Says the duck.
We're birds of a feather.
We stick together.

I'm with you.
Right in view.
You're with me.
Come and see.

See and view.
View times two.
It's a repeat.
Isn't that neat?

Look at the hits.
They aren't the pits.
They are the best.
Go away, you pest.

I'm private at my sea.
This is no place for thee.
Privacy is all mine.
Can't you read the sign?

It's right there.
Yeah, I'm standing bare.
But it's right in the back.
See? Privacy at my shack.

So I posted it.
Who gives a shit?
I'm private anyway.
Turn your eyes away.

It's not there for you.
It's for others to view.
Oh look, another hit.
I'll be back in a bit.

Today I did this.
This you can't miss.
Look at me in view.
It is me and you.

What was that?
Don't be a dingbat.
That isn't for you.
I'm private even with my 10,000th view.

Ever meet such a "private" nut? They are in such a private rut, but they post everything online. Yeah, there is a conundrum that won't align. I wonder why? Nah, no wondering for this guy. Drama is all such "private" nuts bring to pass. You can be sure I'll remain a non-private little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Don't Breathe The Air It's Only Fair!

The cat likes to shake his head as he curls up in a nice comfy bed. Humans sure make it shake a bunch as they are really out to lunch. Like the dumpster diving type of lunch. Watch what it is you crunch.

Look at me.
I'm so great.
I've got a knee.
Just like you, mate.

Look at you.
You're so bad.
You need to use the loo,
Not unlike my pad.

We're both tall.
That is a win.
But damn it all,
Being short isn't a sin.

Oh wait a minute there.
They're oh so short.
And look, he has hair.
Something we can't abort.

Together we've banded.
We're both the best.
Oh no, you're left handed.
You failed the test.

Back to great me.
Until I saw you.
You have two eyes to see.
I also have two.

What? You can't drive?
How insane is that.
Together we don't jive.
In life you fall flat.

I'm in the right.
You are too tall.
You need some sunlight.
You have a low-tier job at the mall.

You are black.
You are old.
Intelligence you lack.
On the wrong religion you've been sold.

Look at me.
I'm so great.
I have another knee,
Just like you, mate.

Don't you love how humans go for the differences and then run away? Like being old or tall or super short is a scary display. Better watch what air you breathe too. One of those tall people may be breathing beside you. Yet everyone breathes, eats, has knees and shits. Somehow humans magically forget such bits. Maybe similarities are a better way to go? All humans can sure stub a toe. Oh no, I related humans of every class. I better now go hide from those with pitchforks coming for my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Pet Kinda Day Here At Play!

The cat is a pet, that is a safe bet. Or maybe it's Pat. Could be a safer bet where you are at. We have him trained well. Such training sure is swell. No peeves about it. Wait, what is that shit?

A Pet Peeve.
It won't leave.
It peeves you.
It's a pet too?

Did you peeve a pet?
Were your peeve needs not met?
Or were your pet needs screwed?
So peeve made it rude?

Did you dislike pee?
Now you went and added a ve?
Sounds better than pee?
Why not just use piss at your sea?

Could even you tinkle.
That won't make eyes wrinkle.
Penis is a nasty word though.
I said it....oh no!

Pffft said breast too.
What you gonna do?
Gonna can annoy as well.
Wow, this is going to hell.

May as well throw in 666.
Maybe some reboot flicks.
Have politics and religion at play,
And I can call it a day.

Pet peeved all.
I'm having a ball.
Grammar nazis and word haters.
Whelmed won't be such gators.

I'm name calling now.
Don't have a cow.
Crocodile I could have said.
But there the rhyme wasn't led.

Are you pet peeved?
All dressed up and long sleeved?
Is that to house the pet?
Are you ready to fret?

Peeved and petted.
Off you jetted.
Or maybe you just walked.
Those peeves are sure stocked.

So why would you want to have something as a pet you hate? My, you humans are so first rate. Let's keep something around that we dislike instead of making it take a hike. Such great logic there. I'll hold onto it at my lair. It may make you do the opposite of purr but at least it doesn't shed fur. Any pet peeves at your sea? Do you pet them with glee? I think I'll bury such pets in the grass and prevent them from clinging to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

And That Makes Three As Another Max Blizzard Comes To Be!

Pat has another non-rhyming novel ready to go. I guess I can let it show. For it is the last one in the planned trilogy that he started a while ago. The cat will now show and stop with the flow.


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Max Blizzard's life had grown complicated over the years due to his increasing power and the losses he suffered. At the urging of Merlin, King Arthur, and his many friends, Max forced himself to join the festivities marking his accomplishments for another year. But unlike previous years, this time old foes return for vengeance. Now Max and his friends, Lester and Trudesile, must once again wage a war that could lead to the destruction of the realms if they fail.
It soon becomes a race against time as they attempt to collect the pieces of the Scroll of Fate before Adam can retrieve them. With secrets of the past lingering over all of them thanks to God's mistake, they now must face their own past and the many odds stacked against them.
Join in on the conclusion of Max's adventure as friends align and foes return while they travel to the far reaches of the realms. Together they will attempt to keep fate their own and stop plans put in place long ago by a force greater than anything they have ever faced. Journey to Atlantis, Earth, Avalon, and more while Max and all the other heroes attempt to show fate that they control the outcome, no matter the cost.
And there we are. A trilogy done at our sand bar. That is the first one I've finished that has been released. Another is done but releasing hasn't ceased. Then just 3 more in my 12 book series to do and all series' are through. I'm sure more will start. But we'll wait to fill up a new cart. And so another novel has come to pass from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Recommend Backwards Trend!

The cat is going to recommend things for you today. They are oh so great for any bay. They will be the best thing ever. You should bow down to the feline after this endeavor.

I recommend fried squirrel.
Go ahead and give it a whirl.
It is the best there is,
In the food land biz.

I recommend a Corvette.
It is a safe bet.
You can go miles in it.
You will be a hit.

I recommend traveling by horse and buggy.
Your luggage it can umm luggy.
It is by far the best.
I passes any test.

I recommend working for trees.
They are the bees knees.
Bamboo would be top notch.
Who cares if you can't afford scotch.

I recommend joining a zoo.
Anywhere can be your loo.
You can stay in a cage,
Expressing your rage.

I recommend fishing with cheese.
Do it while the waters start to freeze.
You'll get the best catch then.
You'll be the talk of all men.

I recommend biting your chair.
Show it who's boss at your lair.
Teeth marks will always show.
What do chairs know?

I recommend Chinese healing.
It is so revealing.
You'll see rainbow lights.
Or maybe some other strange sights.

I recommend jumping in the road.
Do it with a truck carrying a heavy load.
You'll believe you can fly.
You might not even die.

I recommend you ignore me.
Unless you want a bamboo tree.
That may hold a squirrel as well.
This just went straight to hell.

Every get a recommendation from someone who didn't know what in the hell they were talking about? They act like they/it are the greatest thing since fried trout. Is fried trout great? Beats me, can't have that on our plate. Why recommend something or someone when you only heard about it/them in passing? That is just asking for some sassing. That of course I'll give with no class. No need to recommend a thing to get it from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Voice Shake Causes A Headache!

It would amuse the cat if it didn't cause headaches where we are at. Ugg is all the cat can say. I have to hide under the bed until they go away. Humans with a big yap sure can flap.

How are you today?
I'm fine with what I say.
I'm oh so great.
I'm great too, mate.

I'm the best.
I beat the rest.
Don't you hear me?
Look and see!

I was lucky.
I'm just ducky.
I'm the best.
I beat the rest.

I have done this.
This you can't miss.
This you won't miss.
On you I piss.

I'm here, I'm here.
Hear my cheer.
I'm the best, the best.
A repeat fest.

Hear me speak.
I am a freak.
As repeat one.
Same tale is spun.

I'm the best.
Don't be a pest.
Listen to my voice.
I'll give you no choice.

LISTEN TO ME.
I WANT THE ATTENTION OF THEE.
I CAN HEAR YOU.
DON'T WHISPER TO YOUR CREW.

I'M THE BEST.
LOOK AT MY CHEST.
YOU MUST LISTEN TWICE.
MY YELLING IS OH SO NICE.

DID YOU HEAR ME?
I'M A BUSY BEE.
How are you today?
Hear what everyone has to say.

Did you get a headache from that? Don't blame the cat. Uggg is all I can do when you get yappy people together by the few. This person talks while that person talks and then it sounds like a bunch of squawks. Ever try talking over another out there? Can raise the volume at ones lair. It is an easy way to make the cat run away. Pffft to joining any headache creating fray. I would only stay to give them sass, otherwise, I skedaddle away with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall. 

Just About There Without A Care!

So the cat was napping as Pat was flapping. Actually he may have been swearing a bit, annoyed with some twit. Considering he'd be done on the fly, the cat can see why.

My part's done.
Done like I said.
Now back to fun.
Rest my head in bed.

Wait to complete.
Wait on a twit.
My patience left in defeat,
By such a lazy shit.

Two weeks it will take.
No problem at all.
It's a piece of cake,
After that give a calll.

Oh, I was away.
I forgot about that.
I'll start today.
I'll have it done, stat.

Two weeks more.
I'm almost there.
This is such a chore.
Why the hateful glare?

It's done by me.
Aren't you happy?
I forgot to call thee?
Damn, you are flappy.

I'm out today.
But I'll get it to you.
Just go and play.
It will come through.

My secretary will call.
She does that well.
Oh damn it all,
This week's been hell.

Here you are.
I said it was done.
It's all on par,
Boy, was it a ton.

Worked me to the bone.
Enough that I need a break.
Well, I'll leave you alone.
It was a piece of cake.

Pfffffffffffffft don't you love waiting on another to get something done? Especially when you could have had it 1000 times over already spun. Add to it that they are a lazy twit and Pat may talk to them with such words like shit. But that is the breaks when working with another to get crap done. The other sure gave a whiny tale that was spun. Another reason group work in school sucked a ton. There was always one. Love group work in work or class? It was always hated by my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Taking Hold Of The Old!

The cat and all of you have sure heard it a time or two. More like a thousand times at least. On it humans seem to feast. A feast of words that is with this old biz. Time to go to school. Isn't that cool?

Happened last year.
Whether thing or gear.
Clothes or act.
Fiction or fact.

No matter the case.
It you must embrace.
So put a smile on your face,
And become an ace.

Wow, that was cool.
You went old school.
I am sure impressed,
With how you dressed.

What a fool.
They went old school.
Didn't they hear,
That it was so last year?

A handy tool.
It was cool.
But it's in the pool,
Of, you guessed it, old school!

Aged some well.
What the hell.
It is so old.
Schooled some bold.

Schooled and aged.
Old's been paged.
And some it comes.
Old school chums.

That's so old school.
You aren't cool.
Who uses chums?
Maybe just rhyming bums?

Typed it seconds ago.
But it's old school you know.
You can't escape that.
You chewed that fat.

No staying whelmed.
Old school is helmed.
When it's no longer new.
Old school is true.

When does something become old school? When it makes one a fool? How does it become school? Was there a school for that handy tool? Is that where it came from? Some school by a chum? Damn, I went old school once more. Chum is so old school at my shore. Do you let old school come to pass? Anything you do that gets old school sass? Maybe I'll ask my old school singing bass. He may answer my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Two For Two With A Grump In View!

The cat was sitting with Cassie, almost knocking off the lassie, when she decided to visit another pest. I don't mind him but she likes him best. We are a pair so I followed her to the downstairs lair.


Asleep at last.Double the cast.Oops, there she goes.Why, who knows?

Down the stairs with a thud.All to visit her bud.He likes to pose too. A suck up through and through.

Uh oh. Cranky is watching.Better start hop scotching. She was invaded by the black guy. She hates all cats on the fly.

So he sticks out his tongue,As she pops a lung.Yeah, she growls a bit.I usually just give her a hit.

See? She is eyeing me.That tail in the air with no glee. Sit could squash me though.A rather hefty foe.

Oh, try two as one.Black guy is tempting fate a ton. She got her grump on.A fight may dawn.

Or a stuck up head.What? He's on her bed?Oh, that is such a shame.One grumpy and prissy dame.
 
She's had enough.Wants to get rough.Here comes the grump.Watch out for the plump.

The fight begins.But who wins?Our money was on the fat one. But away we did run.

We had to show them how it was done. This is a two for one.Of course I take up more space.And only Cassie is allowed to show her face.
Can you work as a pair? Are you a grump that is plump with lots of hair? That may be a bad fate. Of course you could squash anyone you hate. That fat lass hates a ton. But I can still make her jiggle and run. I'll stick with only being paired with Cass. It works so much better that way for my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.