Pat Hatt's Blog, page 68

Good On Plate Ahead Of Great!

The cat never got this one even though he has said it a ton. I guess it just got said and stayed there after catching on? Maybe Zeus said it at dawn? Beats the heck out of me. But I can make fun of it at my sea.

Good morning everyone.
Even if it sucks a ton.
I say it is good.
Sucky morning may get misunderstood.

What if it is meh today?
Does good still come into play?
No need to answer that.
Good morning is still where it's at.

So the morning is good today.
You go on at your bay.
The afternoon stinks.
Good afternoon gets winks.

At it once more.
The good comes ashore.
Even when it has a stench.
Is that like a rusty wrench.

You can't budge the stripped screw.
It's evening at your zoo.
But it is still good.
Even if bad or dull as wood.

But go on the flip,
With the good trip.
Your day is great.
It was all top rate.

Now what do you say,
As you join the outside fray?
You say good every time.
Are you some kind of stuck mime?

Wonderful and great.
Those are a fine fate.
But you can't share.
So users beware.

Evening, morning or noon.
Sing the same old tune.
Everything is always good.
Wouldn't change if you could.

I think I've got it down.
No morning, afternoon or evening can frown
Also no cheer can come due.
It must remained whelmed for all of you.

So days were whelmed long before the cat let whelmed come to be? That is a new one for me. Do you use anything besides good? Ever heard it said "Great Morning" at your hood? Wouldn't great beat good any day? Who wants to be good when crappy comes your way? The cat has you thinking now with this pass. Good, whatever time of day it is, from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Play Along To Get Strong!

There was a saying we heard for the thousandth time the other day. Actually it was more, but we are too lazy to count, okay? Does that make us stronger for it? I guess we'll decide in a bit.

It won't kill.
That's a thrill.
You'll live through.
Wow, look at you.

Stronger for it.
Whether a lot of a bit.
You are now stronger.
You'll live so much longer.

Step on a land mine.
Bah, a lost leg is fine.
You are alive and stronger for it.
One legged is no cause for a fit.

You caught some bad disease.
You blow over in the breeze.
But it didn't kill you.
So strong at your zoo.

You're broke and can't eat.
Bugs are your best treat.
Frail and starving away.
But not dead, so all is okay.

Not just okay.
Nope, that's not the way.
Okay and stronger too.
Wow, doesn't that impress you?

You don't know how to write.
You can't even read at your site.
But you are stronger because of it.
For it doesn't kill you one bit.

You just went blind.
Life is so unkind.
But you are still here.
Stronger even if you can't see clear.

You had a heart attack.
Bah, give it no flack.
You're still alive.
Stronger when you survive.

You got screwed 5 times over.
You were even bit by a rabid rover.
But you are here among us still.
So strong even if you turn ill.

The cat finds you humans soooo strong. Pffft yeah if I was dumb and played along. Such stupid sayings you come up with each day. Sometimes it is true, but other times, no way. Ever use that one at your sea? I've had it said to me. Pffft is all I said. Some people are a bit touched in the head. Now go stub your toe so you gain muscle mass. It's a fact and won't kill you says my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Permit To Seek To Climb A Peak!

The cat finds you humans really strange. I don't think that is ever going to change. The overgrown humans are the worse. They are truly perverse. Not even in a gutter way. From there we will stray today.

I have a dream.
I want it to come true.
But I need a team.
Let's jump up and down, on cue.

You can get your dream.
Listen to me.
You can even have that ice cream.
I give permission to thee.

Now you can go.
Look at you.
You went to some stupid show,
And believed the so called guru.

I've seen a wiser four year old.
Whoops, did I say that.
Don't let it affect what you're told.
At least in diapers you don't scat.

I want to be on a diet.
But what can I eat?
I really want to try it,
But what should I delete?

You should delete nothing at all.
Just buy my great book.
There the writing is on the wall.
You'll shed pounds and get your true look.

Read and take it to heart.
Yeah, dumb enough too.
Did I cause a stop and start?
I'm really no help to you.

Can I tweak the workout for me?
I think it works better this way.
But I won't do it unless permitted by thee.
I really wouldn't want to stray.

Can you tell me so?
I'm waiting on you.
I mean, what do I know?
I'm not a great guru.

It's okay to do what works?
Thanks for letting me know.
Getting permission has so many perks.
I can truly let common sense go.

Pfffffffffft humans like that need a kick to the head. Maybe a cat to pee on them in bed. Acting like four year olds needing permission is soooo dumb. Humans need to wake up and then some. I'm not talking permission from spouse or work or anything like that. But for diet, workout, following a dream and such scat. Pfffffft if you need permission to follow a dream that you have for you from some windbag so called guru the cat will sell you a huge cashew jar filled with magical poo. With it you can get anything you want to come to pass. You can so trust in my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Little Change On The History Range!

Wow, humans sure like to twist the facts. Look at all those past acts. They were always oh so great. Pffft and so is a 1000% interest rate.

What happened is true.
Hear what I tell you.
The past can't be changed.
Can't ever be rearranged.

Cars were invented in Timbuktu.
Believe what I tell you.
Say it 50 times with me.
Be as gullible as can be.

America never lost or started a war.
That is just a chore.
Believe what I say.
It will be true by the end of the day.

Canada has gold in ever town.
Each walks with a golden crown.
It is invisible though.
Hard to see, but you must know.

GMO is great for you.
That is entirely true.
It saves the Earth.
Now you can have unlimited birth.

Aliens caused world war 2.
Hitler was one in view.
Believe it every single bit.
Be a true blue twit.

The Earth is really flat.
Don't be a round dingbat.
Believe this to be true.
Whoops, some already do.

The old west was grand.
It was such a clean land.
Believe what you see on TV.
All white teeth came to be.

Superman was invented in China.
Supergirl was in Regina.
They were drawn in Australia though.
Now you are truly in the know.

Ra ra ra.
La de da.
Change and rearrange with glee.
We make it what we want it to be.

The truth is fiction with many a human depiction. Always wanting their side to be the right and trying to hide the bad in the dark of night. Fall for any of the fake crap? Humans are even manipulating in schools with their fake strat. I guess they want to keep up with the lying internet mass. Pffft such "truths" can kiss my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Little Spin With Caged In!

Humans laugh at us in a cage as we look at them full of rage. I may even pee in the cage too. Sometimes I do number two. Yeah, I hate that thing. But I usually save it for the vet and let it fling. Okay, enough of that because you're caged where you're at.

I'm so free.
Look at me.
Not caged one bit,
As here I sit.

I'm inside a home.
But I can still roam.
I have to pay bills,
Or I'll live in the hills.

But that's not caged.
Wait, I've been paged.
Do they even do that anymore?
We'll go with text at your shore.

There at your hall,
You're connected to all.
Slave to the phone.
Was that a new message tone?

Whoops, in the car.
Door not a jar.
Isn't that a big cage?
One that costs many a wage.

But you're still free.
No cage around thee.
You are limitless as can be.
Damn, you keep lying to me.

Can't vacation all year.
From miles away can't hear.
Can't jump to the moon.
Some can't use a spoon.

Some can't run a mile.
Some can't floor tile.
Some can't handle the cold.
Some hate when the heat takes hold.

Some cage from within.
Thinking about sin.
Oh woe as me.
But I'm still free.

Limited and caged.
Both have been paged.
Both apply to you.
Whoops, away freedom flew.

We all have limits and are caged in some way. Ever think about that at your bay? I guess a ride in a cage isn't so bad as at least the cat has no bills to be had. I hope none of you go in your cage though. That would be a nasty show. Enjoy the cage of mowing grass. I'll stay a mostly free feline little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

It's All Greek Up Shit Creek!

Humans like to go for the I can't. Or maybe the I don't know slant. They do it before they even try and then away they tend to fly. Can be anything in which it is the case as away from it they race.

Up that creek,
All is Greek.
Your boat may leak.
Can't even speak.

You don't know how.
That creek can't wow.
Until it is able.
Nope, not a fable.

You give it a try.
Failure does fly.
Or maybe you go out and succeed.
Either way, you're learning the deed.

You fail and quit.
Whoops, more shit.
Look at you forever sinking.
FYI, that water isn't safe for drinking.

Wait a moment there.
You pulled out your hair.
Which may hurt a bit,
But again you tried it.

Hmm, learned a bit more.
You give it another encore.
You try and try again.
What's happening at your den?

Your boat isn't sinking.
The nasty water you aren't drinking.
You actually see shore.
Look at you trying some more.

Uh oh, you are learning.
To shore you are returning.
Your boat is looking good.
You even have paddles in your hood.

You are failing less.
It isn't such a mess.
Things are becoming clear.
The shore is so near.

You step out of the boat.
You even have a rain coat.
You now can get through it all.
Wowee, you just learned at your hall.

No matter what it is from writing to the cooking biz, the more you try and try, the more you will learn and not fry. You can get out of shit creek. You can make your boat not leak. Willingness goes a long way. At least with most things at play. You have to not be a brain dead fool and for somethings, like a surgeon, you really need school. But a lot you can get out of by trying and learning as you go. Are you one that runs away or goes, Oh No? You'll never learn anything skidding across the glass. I prefer to break it with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

100% Science Is The Way At Each and Every Bay!

So the cat was told the other day that science is 100% accurate at his bay. Hmmmmm, I refused to argue with this idiot though. My IQ would suffer a blow if so. But works for a post here at my coast.

Science has 100% truth,
At each and every booth.
It can't be wrong,
From here to Hong Kong.

The data is right.
Numbers take flight.
They don't lie,
They are from upon high.

Nothing will be proven wrong.
So just agree and go along.
Scientists are so great.
They have such a great trait.

Wait? What was that?
You are just a silly cat.
They are all right.
Day and even night.

They don't lie one bit.
No, they aren't full of shit.
They don't play the game.
That would just be lame.

Who needs grant money?
You are so funny.
Who needs to appease the board?
Go and pull the rip cord.

That just can't be.
Science won't lie to me.
Scientists get it right.
They show all the light.

It's the end all and be all.
Read the scribbles on the wall.
Hear their data call.
Now agree and stand tall.

They have no need to appease.
Who cares about trustees.
Big companies and such?
Bah, they don't reach out and touch.

Science is 100% true.
You have a loose screw.
Listen to what they found.
It has a 100% truth sound.

Pfffft once more from the cat. Just another friggin dingbat. If humans are behind it, then yep, it can be complete bullshit. They want to appease and keep the money flowing. So of course no one is going to have a contrary showing. Data can be manipulated up the ying yang with ease. Some people suffer from Stupid Disease. I think their head is full of gas. Much more than what comes out my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Normally Slant With This Chant!

Today is different though. No post will show. Whoops, I think I failed at that. Normally I'm a truthful cat. Actually that may not be true. Damn, all over the place at my zoo.

Normally you're here.
Normally you're there.
Normally you'd peer.
Normally you'd stare.

Normally there would be a post.
Normally I may try and fool.
Normally I hate toast.
Normally fills a pool.

For normally you're this.
Normally you're that.
But if it doesn't bring you bliss,
You don't give a scat.

But can't say that.
That's not normal you.
Whatever the normal stat,
If normal is even true.

Been there, done that.
So do not dwell.
Don't want to cause a spat,
"Normal" people may raise hell.

Instead let's avoid it.
Normally I would not.
But here as I sit,
I went against my plot.

Or maybe I'm lying.
For normally you'd see crass.
I swear I'm trying,
Normally I have more sass.

Or maybe I'm not.
A lot of confusion.
Normally that's my plot,
And it's an amusing delusion.

Normally you'd stare.
Normally you'd leave confused.
Normally you're well aware,
That I'm normally amused.

Today isn't that.
Unlike normally you fully got it.
You followed the cat.
Normally you'd get only a bit.

Do you have questions? Normally I take suggestions. But today isn't normally as is with my rhyming biz. Or is it? This normally is confusing a bit. Normally it means you just want to run away and so normally normally is what you say. Have you caught on to this rhyming pass? Don't worry, that's normally the way with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Speedy Post To The Coast!

Wow, talk about nothing to say and I thought the weather was bad at my bay. I guess anything can spur a discussion though. Hey, I prove that with rhyming away at my show.

Look at that.
Chew the fat.
The fat about it.
Every single bit.

Leave nothing out.
Can scream and shout.
It must be said.
Get it out of your head.

Sometimes that's best.
Passes the test.
Other times not.
May prove you have brain rot.

What's that about?
Things must come out.
Say what's on your mind.
One strange thing, mankind.

How can it be on?
Even if it does dawn.
On your might is like,
A light bulb strike.

But that's not here nor there.
For that's not in our hair.
What's in our hair today,
Is speed signs on display.

Let's dissect them all.
It will be a ball.
We need to learn the why.
Let's do, not try.

100 allowed there.
With lots of space to spare.
100 allowed here,
With 80 drawing near.

Now why is that?
Why does it fall flat?
Tell me, I must know.
It is life altering like a deadly foe.

Then it drops to 60 over here.
Then back up to a 100 ever so clear.
What's the point in that?
Whoops, all the time we have from the cat.

Ugg, talk about mind numbing at ones bay. Who gives a crap why they are on display? They are at their sea. No need to dissect ever curve and crap that comes to be. I had to listen to that for an hour or more. I think I'm speed signed out at my shore. Do you dissect speed signs on display? Think I had enough for one life time at my bay. So I'll speed away unless through a school zone with a kiddie class. Then I'll slow down my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Little Tweak To The Week!

The cat already did the day but it seems like the week is also at play. Humans sure are rather sad. Minutes will probably next be had. They may start with hours first. Seconds may be the worst.

It's a new week.
A new week for a peak.
Come and join.
Won't cost you much coin.

It's safety week.
Don't want to be up shit creek.
Stay safe just this week.
The other 51 you can leak.

It's the week of whelmed.
Nothing exhausting can be helmed.
Nothing over, nothing under.
No one shall steal any thunder.

It's the week of no dumb sayings.
Humans give those many replayings.
Can't say all will be fine,
Or any other useless platitudes that align.

It's the week of walking.
That may put a kink in stalking.
No driving cars allowed.
Walk with the crowd.

It's the week of hopping.
Everyday you must start popping.
Up and down you must go,
At least for an hour or so.

It's the week of no news.
Turn it off and pull the fuse.
Don't listen to a single windbag.
I'm sure that wouldn't be a drag.

It's the week of common sense.
No one is allowed to be dense.
That may be the hardest of all.
Especially for those who's brain is on permanent stall.

It's the week of no treats.
Nope, can't have those so called good eats.
Diabetes may get mad.
God forbid it becomes a fad.

It's the week of the cat.
Cats rule where they are at.
Whoops, that is forever.
Forget this endeavor.

Any weeks you have seen out there? Maybe one you want at your lair? How do these things even start anyway? Does some nut just pull it out of a hat one day? I guess whelmed week is week 39. Pfffft says the feline. I'll stick with variety of each daily pass from my ever so little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.