Pat Hatt's Blog, page 92
March 6, 2017
Dance A Jig And Forget The Big!
Small minded are we? That may come to be. Not literally though. That is a whole other flow. Been there done that too. No Hollywood remakes at my zoo. But that you knew. Yeah, and no reboots too.
A vacation for me.
That sure brings glee.
I got the sunscreen and I'm packed.
Even a stun gun in case I'm attacked.
All ready to go.
Luggage in tow.
What? I didn't buy the tickets?
Damn.....hear those crickets?
A baby for me.
Adding to the family tree.
I got the diapers ready.
The formula will come steady.
The nursery is done.
All ready for the fun.
What? I didn't do the deed?
Damn.....diapers do you need?
I am getting a home.
I'll even have a lawn gnome.
I got some paint too.
It is almost brand new.
Got some furniture second hand.
This is going to be grand.
What? You mean I need to buy the house?
Damn....can't I just move in like a mouse?
A new job for me.
Money will come to be.
I got new shoes.
I really can't lose.
With a new suit,
My own horn I can toot.
What? I didn't apply to any?
Damn....can we pretend it was many?
Time for a great meal.
So good it will heal.
I got the pots and pans.
I even have a few cooking YouTube fans.
The spice rack is filled.
The table setting shows I'm skilled.
What? I need to actually cook?
Damn....I must have got a bad book.
Do you do the little things before getting the big to come due? I'm not sure how one could mix up number two. But you never know. Maybe they just didn't go down that umm low. The small things need to be done but pointless if you can't get the big spun. You won't get a house even if you have a lawnmower to cut the grass. You can trust my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
A vacation for me.
That sure brings glee.
I got the sunscreen and I'm packed.
Even a stun gun in case I'm attacked.
All ready to go.
Luggage in tow.
What? I didn't buy the tickets?
Damn.....hear those crickets?
A baby for me.
Adding to the family tree.
I got the diapers ready.
The formula will come steady.
The nursery is done.
All ready for the fun.
What? I didn't do the deed?
Damn.....diapers do you need?
I am getting a home.
I'll even have a lawn gnome.
I got some paint too.
It is almost brand new.
Got some furniture second hand.
This is going to be grand.
What? You mean I need to buy the house?
Damn....can't I just move in like a mouse?
A new job for me.
Money will come to be.
I got new shoes.
I really can't lose.
With a new suit,
My own horn I can toot.
What? I didn't apply to any?
Damn....can we pretend it was many?
Time for a great meal.
So good it will heal.
I got the pots and pans.
I even have a few cooking YouTube fans.
The spice rack is filled.
The table setting shows I'm skilled.
What? I need to actually cook?
Damn....I must have got a bad book.
Do you do the little things before getting the big to come due? I'm not sure how one could mix up number two. But you never know. Maybe they just didn't go down that umm low. The small things need to be done but pointless if you can't get the big spun. You won't get a house even if you have a lawnmower to cut the grass. You can trust my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
March 5, 2017
Not There I'm Aware!
The cat likes to hide toys here and there. Can find them under the bed and fridge at our lair. Hey, they just go under as I whack. Humans sure hide everything though at their shack.
Look a this.
You can't miss.
Smile wide.
Shoved aside.
We'll do it later.
Shove it in a crater.
Out of sight.
No longer a fright.
Health bells ring.
Bah, who needs that thing.
I'll still sit on my ass.
Shovel pills down in mass.
Insurance is due.
Bah, screw that too.
Whoops, accident is had.
But hey, I meant to pay it at my pad.
Yard work needed.
That can be deeded.
Deeded and not done.
What? My 8ft grass isn't inviting to everyone?
Need to fill out that form.
Bah, ignoring it is the norm.
Wait, I could have won that?
I blame the cat for my falling flat.
Pay the IRS.
Damn that mess.
Now I owe back fees too?
What? Jail may come due?
Get prepared for snow.
Pffft it will be a while before it will blow.
My roof caved in?
Stupid winter and its early spin.
Need to get someone new hired?
Bah, I'm just too tired.
Whoops, work didn't get done.
Going out of business is now spun.
Out of mind.
The way of mankind.
Then they give a hiss,
Due to their own miss.
Do you shove them aside and in it take pride? Get screwed over later that way. That may cause dismay. At least sometimes it may. Others you can go out to play. But if your roof caves in due to snow, a whoopsy may not be enough at your show. Now I'll go chew the grass so it doesn't grow 8ft around my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Look a this.
You can't miss.
Smile wide.
Shoved aside.
We'll do it later.
Shove it in a crater.
Out of sight.
No longer a fright.
Health bells ring.
Bah, who needs that thing.
I'll still sit on my ass.
Shovel pills down in mass.
Insurance is due.
Bah, screw that too.
Whoops, accident is had.
But hey, I meant to pay it at my pad.
Yard work needed.
That can be deeded.
Deeded and not done.
What? My 8ft grass isn't inviting to everyone?
Need to fill out that form.
Bah, ignoring it is the norm.
Wait, I could have won that?
I blame the cat for my falling flat.
Pay the IRS.
Damn that mess.
Now I owe back fees too?
What? Jail may come due?
Get prepared for snow.
Pffft it will be a while before it will blow.
My roof caved in?
Stupid winter and its early spin.
Need to get someone new hired?
Bah, I'm just too tired.
Whoops, work didn't get done.
Going out of business is now spun.
Out of mind.
The way of mankind.
Then they give a hiss,
Due to their own miss.
Do you shove them aside and in it take pride? Get screwed over later that way. That may cause dismay. At least sometimes it may. Others you can go out to play. But if your roof caves in due to snow, a whoopsy may not be enough at your show. Now I'll go chew the grass so it doesn't grow 8ft around my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
March 4, 2017
The Want May Taunt!
To get what you want around the internet things sure need to be met. What is that? Just follow the cat. We'll get there. See? You have to wait for me at your lair.
An answer to this,
Will bring bliss.
An answer to that.
You want stat.
Whoops, ads pop up.
A slight hiccup.
The screen may freeze.
Out the answer may squeeze.
Email set up great.
Got rid of things you hate.
Whoops, options changed.
Things get rearranged.
Ads there to show.
That you know.
Good mail in junk.
Back to getting funk.
Won't you buy this?
Those you can miss.
But the email provider likes.
They may get rate hikes.
Download a program or app.
Whoops, here's another trap.
You just want to use.
But you lit the fuse.
Add ons galore.
Virus helper at your shore.
More like slow down browser thingy.
That's a mouthful for that magiggy.
Want that trick?
Get it some slick.
Fill out a survey first.
Fill our information thirst.
But there to help.
So don't yelp.
You even got more than you wanted.
Maybe your PC is haunted.
To get what you want,
Without an online taunt.
Go to the nearest store.
Whoops, now you have to explore.
I guess the internet is faster. Even if you download something that may get you that blue screen of death disaster. Or just slow crap down. Notice the little things that make it a pain sometimes in your town? Email sure can screw with things. Even if "not junk mail" springs. But meh, it shall come to pass. At least they don't charge my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
An answer to this,
Will bring bliss.
An answer to that.
You want stat.
Whoops, ads pop up.
A slight hiccup.
The screen may freeze.
Out the answer may squeeze.
Email set up great.
Got rid of things you hate.
Whoops, options changed.
Things get rearranged.
Ads there to show.
That you know.
Good mail in junk.
Back to getting funk.
Won't you buy this?
Those you can miss.
But the email provider likes.
They may get rate hikes.
Download a program or app.
Whoops, here's another trap.
You just want to use.
But you lit the fuse.
Add ons galore.
Virus helper at your shore.
More like slow down browser thingy.
That's a mouthful for that magiggy.
Want that trick?
Get it some slick.
Fill out a survey first.
Fill our information thirst.
But there to help.
So don't yelp.
You even got more than you wanted.
Maybe your PC is haunted.
To get what you want,
Without an online taunt.
Go to the nearest store.
Whoops, now you have to explore.
I guess the internet is faster. Even if you download something that may get you that blue screen of death disaster. Or just slow crap down. Notice the little things that make it a pain sometimes in your town? Email sure can screw with things. Even if "not junk mail" springs. But meh, it shall come to pass. At least they don't charge my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
March 3, 2017
On Patrol With All Control!
The cat shakes his head. I think I'll do that even in my death bed. You humans are out to lunch. At least most in the bunch. But that you know. No need to tell me at your show. What? You did? Don't flip your lid.
Things will go wrong.
Things aren't in tune.
The world will ping pong.
It will be high noon.
You need me there.
I need to do it.
Get out of my hair.
I'll make everything a hit.
What was that?
That can't be.
It must have went splat.
It didn't have me.
1000 marriages took place.
That isn't true.
Me they should embrace,
Or it won't go through.
Work assignments were done.
That is as false as can be.
They will make the execs run.
They didn't consult me.
Cars everywhere were bought.
They never got the best price.
Screwed, the whole friggin lot.
Without me they roll loaded dice.
Homes were built.
What? In a tree?
I bet they all have a tilt.
You should have consulted me.
You graded work?
That is too bad.
You are just some clerk.
I'll regrade and make all mad.
You are raising kids?
That will end in disaster.
You can't even raise squids.
I can raise them better and faster.
Have you got it yet?
You can't live free.
Nothing can be perfectly set.
You have to consult me, me, me.
Are you a control freak? I hope not at your creek. Thinking everyone, everywhere needs you is rather pathetic at your zoo. Wow, dozens of babies were just born. Wow, people are picking ears of corn. Guess what each have in common from zoo to zoo? They got done and didn't need you. The cat is also still here passing gas. No need to control my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Things will go wrong.
Things aren't in tune.
The world will ping pong.
It will be high noon.
You need me there.
I need to do it.
Get out of my hair.
I'll make everything a hit.
What was that?
That can't be.
It must have went splat.
It didn't have me.
1000 marriages took place.
That isn't true.
Me they should embrace,
Or it won't go through.
Work assignments were done.
That is as false as can be.
They will make the execs run.
They didn't consult me.
Cars everywhere were bought.
They never got the best price.
Screwed, the whole friggin lot.
Without me they roll loaded dice.
Homes were built.
What? In a tree?
I bet they all have a tilt.
You should have consulted me.
You graded work?
That is too bad.
You are just some clerk.
I'll regrade and make all mad.
You are raising kids?
That will end in disaster.
You can't even raise squids.
I can raise them better and faster.
Have you got it yet?
You can't live free.
Nothing can be perfectly set.
You have to consult me, me, me.
Are you a control freak? I hope not at your creek. Thinking everyone, everywhere needs you is rather pathetic at your zoo. Wow, dozens of babies were just born. Wow, people are picking ears of corn. Guess what each have in common from zoo to zoo? They got done and didn't need you. The cat is also still here passing gas. No need to control my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
March 2, 2017
The Obsess Comes To Confess!
There are always the posters who have nothing to say. We've been down that road at our bay. But what about some other ones? Those that are so obsessed they may give some the runs.
I've confessed.
I'm obsessed.
Obsessed I am.
No traffic jam.
All one thing.
One thing I sing.
I sing a thing.
Things I sing.
Obsessed much?
Much and such.
Obsessed still.
Obsessed so chill.
That is bad.
Bad is had.
Bad bad bad.
So bad I'm mad.
Bad it is.
Bad is its biz.
Did you hear me?
Bad it is to use or see.
Obsessed I'll be.
Being obsessed is for me.
I have to tell all.
Obsessed at my hall.
I love that.
Love where I'm at.
Love, love, love.
Love on the wings of a dove.
See my love?
Love that glove?
Love is love.
Love from above.
Obsession at play.
Play obsessions all day.
Obsessed at my bay.
Hear what I say.
Same thing over and over.
Obsessed like turds to rover.
It's all the same succession.
Welcome to my obsession.
Are you obsessed with one thing? Talk about it 100 times over and over again at your wing? You may need to seek some sort of help for that. But then what do I know, I'm just a cat. I will go obsess over the growing grass. It wants to be eaten by my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
I've confessed.
I'm obsessed.
Obsessed I am.
No traffic jam.
All one thing.
One thing I sing.
I sing a thing.
Things I sing.
Obsessed much?
Much and such.
Obsessed still.
Obsessed so chill.
That is bad.
Bad is had.
Bad bad bad.
So bad I'm mad.
Bad it is.
Bad is its biz.
Did you hear me?
Bad it is to use or see.
Obsessed I'll be.
Being obsessed is for me.
I have to tell all.
Obsessed at my hall.
I love that.
Love where I'm at.
Love, love, love.
Love on the wings of a dove.
See my love?
Love that glove?
Love is love.
Love from above.
Obsession at play.
Play obsessions all day.
Obsessed at my bay.
Hear what I say.
Same thing over and over.
Obsessed like turds to rover.
It's all the same succession.
Welcome to my obsession.
Are you obsessed with one thing? Talk about it 100 times over and over again at your wing? You may need to seek some sort of help for that. But then what do I know, I'm just a cat. I will go obsess over the growing grass. It wants to be eaten by my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
March 1, 2017
A Lucky What In A Rut?
Heard it here.Heard it there.Some a cheer.Some a scare.
A knowing road.A little cat rant.Still a load,Here at my plant.
Insecure at play.Let's beat it.Easy at any bay.Just do this shit.
What the fluck.Pass the buck.Grab___for luck.Through the muck.
A lucky foot.A lucky number.Brain of soot?I think I'll slumber.
Lucky underwear.Lucky socks.See my glare?Care to buy some stocks?
But luck is true.It is grand.Work comes due,Here in my land.
666 stopped me.13 did too.Unlucky spree,Here at my zoo.
All based on this.My insecurity at play.Underwear is bliss.13th floor is dismay.
So insecure.I need that.Luck has an allure.Even if it is scat.
Get the cat? Luck is scat. Heard luck was a reason the other day. Pfffft is all I can say. You'll never make any insecurity go away if you rely on a figment of your imagination at your bay. I suppose that could make a story come due. So could be a lose-win at your zoo. Get rid of the fake luck thing and out some insecurity may go at your wing. All that bad or good luck stuff in mass can simply kiss my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
February 28, 2017
The Day Beam Of A Stream!
Or should that be dream? A dream stream? Dream team? We'll stick with beam and stream. Can't be too predictable at my sea. I can, but there is no need to be. Have I bored you yet? Then this post has set.
Off you go.
Thoughts sure flow.
Flow out the window.
Off you go.
Staring away.
Night or day.
Mind at play.
Staring away.
Wouldn't that be nice.
If only you could afford the price.
Your little happy Earth slice.
Wouldn't that be nice.
That would be grand.
Love hand in hand.
Together you would stand.
That would be grand.
You being in the know.
Could win some dough.
Or make some dough.
You being in the know.
What could have been.
Scratch your chin.
A whole different inn.
What could have been.
If that was you.
Dreams by a few.
Would it be true?
If that was you.
The old what if.
Take a sniff.
Got a good whiff?
The old what if.
Staring away.
Night and day.
Mind at play.
Staring away.
Off you've gone.
One big con.
Nothing it did spawn.
Off you've gone.
Don't you love day dreaming? One big mind streaming. A stream that will probably never come due. Why? Because you are too busy day dreaming at your zoo. Maybe if dream meant do it would come through. But then you need a little to get the thought. All in moderation with the day dream plot. Did day dreaming come to pass? I know, today I was such a repeat rhyming little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Off you go.
Thoughts sure flow.
Flow out the window.
Off you go.
Staring away.
Night or day.
Mind at play.
Staring away.
Wouldn't that be nice.
If only you could afford the price.
Your little happy Earth slice.
Wouldn't that be nice.
That would be grand.
Love hand in hand.
Together you would stand.
That would be grand.
You being in the know.
Could win some dough.
Or make some dough.
You being in the know.
What could have been.
Scratch your chin.
A whole different inn.
What could have been.
If that was you.
Dreams by a few.
Would it be true?
If that was you.
The old what if.
Take a sniff.
Got a good whiff?
The old what if.
Staring away.
Night and day.
Mind at play.
Staring away.
Off you've gone.
One big con.
Nothing it did spawn.
Off you've gone.
Don't you love day dreaming? One big mind streaming. A stream that will probably never come due. Why? Because you are too busy day dreaming at your zoo. Maybe if dream meant do it would come through. But then you need a little to get the thought. All in moderation with the day dream plot. Did day dreaming come to pass? I know, today I was such a repeat rhyming little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
February 27, 2017
A Safe Bet Not A Pet!
The cat won't be talking about Spot or Fluffy. We wouldn't want dogs or poofy cats getting huffy. Actually the cat would but we do that all the time at our hood. A different huff and puff comes from today's pet umm stuff.
Come here, Pooky Bear.
Umm blank stare.
Oh that sure tickles.
Stop it, Kitten Pickles.
Now let's cuddle.
Get close to me, Love Puddle.
Stop with the name drops.
That is better, Pudgy Pops.
Now, now, don't cry.
Come here, Cow Pie.
Don't move like a slug.
Get to it, Bed Bug.
Get me the ice cream scooper.
Thanks for the assist, Juicy Pooper.
I think you have a winky.
I got it for you, Binky.
I need some money.
Thanks a lot, Funny Hunny.
I love how your butt wiggles.
Keep doing that, Giggles.
You threw me for a loopie.
I'm making up words, Poopie.
The fun will never stop.
Play with me, Soda Pop.
Come get some hanky panky.
Hurry it up, Yankee.
You are better than the jocks.
I hope you know that, Furry Socks.
Let's do some back flips.
Join me soon, Sweetie Hips.
I tell you no lies.
Believe me, Bashful Eyes.
Don't stop your embrace.
Hold me close, Sex Face.
Go and grab a toy.
We'll enjoy it, Quirky Boy.
With you I'm never bored.
Let's go for a run, Ford.
I want you too,
My little Stinky Boo.
Did you have a pet name? I hope it is not that lame. Actually they may all be. But to each their own at their sea. The cat gets called a boob. Should I flush Pat down that white swirling tube? It's a loo if you don't know. Not sure he'd fit though. Hey, I am of the kiss ass feline class. An attention seeking little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Come here, Pooky Bear.
Umm blank stare.
Oh that sure tickles.
Stop it, Kitten Pickles.
Now let's cuddle.
Get close to me, Love Puddle.
Stop with the name drops.
That is better, Pudgy Pops.
Now, now, don't cry.
Come here, Cow Pie.
Don't move like a slug.
Get to it, Bed Bug.
Get me the ice cream scooper.
Thanks for the assist, Juicy Pooper.
I think you have a winky.
I got it for you, Binky.
I need some money.
Thanks a lot, Funny Hunny.
I love how your butt wiggles.
Keep doing that, Giggles.
You threw me for a loopie.
I'm making up words, Poopie.
The fun will never stop.
Play with me, Soda Pop.
Come get some hanky panky.
Hurry it up, Yankee.
You are better than the jocks.
I hope you know that, Furry Socks.
Let's do some back flips.
Join me soon, Sweetie Hips.
I tell you no lies.
Believe me, Bashful Eyes.
Don't stop your embrace.
Hold me close, Sex Face.
Go and grab a toy.
We'll enjoy it, Quirky Boy.
With you I'm never bored.
Let's go for a run, Ford.
I want you too,
My little Stinky Boo.
Did you have a pet name? I hope it is not that lame. Actually they may all be. But to each their own at their sea. The cat gets called a boob. Should I flush Pat down that white swirling tube? It's a loo if you don't know. Not sure he'd fit though. Hey, I am of the kiss ass feline class. An attention seeking little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
February 26, 2017
A Baggy Stink The Missing Link?
So the cat was out and about, or Pat was but I give this shout, and I wound up in a job fair. Some of the people made me stop and stare.
Employment is my goal.
An income is my want.
Life can take its toll,
When bills begin to haunt.
I'm looking at it all.
I'll do whatever comes.
Just give me a quick call,
And we'll become chums.
Forget my manly stink.
So I have a little BO.
It makes me likeable I think.
Just let that aspect go.
Forget my hairy crack.
It's there for all to see.
Just don't be at my back,
And you'll be ass crack free.
My baggy pants are in.
You can't deny the style.
I wore them so I'd win,
Get to turning that dial.
The flip flops are swell.
They let my feet breathe.
That toe fungus can be hell.
I've had it since I began to teethe.
There is a form to fill?
I'm sorry, I can't right now.
You see I'm rather ill.
But my experience will wow.
Here is my number and name.
That is all you need to know.
I'll now make any old claim.
I worked for NASA a year ago.
So won't you hire me?
I'll prop your workplace up.
Wait, I just flicked off a flea.
No, I don't own a pup.
What's with the awkward glare?
Are you discriminating against me?
Wait, another flea in my hair.
I hope to soon hear from thee.
It was pathetic as can be. All of that is true at my sea. From ass cracks hanging out to dirty flip flop feet that would make any OCD shout. And they wonder why no one will hire them anywhere. Ever seen such a job fair? The place was decent and such too. Just some of the people looking for jobs looked like they crawled out of the loo. I think I'll hang out with the singing bass. He doesn't show any cracks to my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Employment is my goal.
An income is my want.
Life can take its toll,
When bills begin to haunt.
I'm looking at it all.
I'll do whatever comes.
Just give me a quick call,
And we'll become chums.
Forget my manly stink.
So I have a little BO.
It makes me likeable I think.
Just let that aspect go.
Forget my hairy crack.
It's there for all to see.
Just don't be at my back,
And you'll be ass crack free.
My baggy pants are in.
You can't deny the style.
I wore them so I'd win,
Get to turning that dial.
The flip flops are swell.
They let my feet breathe.
That toe fungus can be hell.
I've had it since I began to teethe.
There is a form to fill?
I'm sorry, I can't right now.
You see I'm rather ill.
But my experience will wow.
Here is my number and name.
That is all you need to know.
I'll now make any old claim.
I worked for NASA a year ago.
So won't you hire me?
I'll prop your workplace up.
Wait, I just flicked off a flea.
No, I don't own a pup.
What's with the awkward glare?
Are you discriminating against me?
Wait, another flea in my hair.
I hope to soon hear from thee.
It was pathetic as can be. All of that is true at my sea. From ass cracks hanging out to dirty flip flop feet that would make any OCD shout. And they wonder why no one will hire them anywhere. Ever seen such a job fair? The place was decent and such too. Just some of the people looking for jobs looked like they crawled out of the loo. I think I'll hang out with the singing bass. He doesn't show any cracks to my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
February 25, 2017
Get Swift With A Shift!
Humans love this one. They can mix it with a whining run. We've done that though. No mix and match needed at my show. This one can provide a year's worth of rhyme. Humans do it all the time.
Why didn't you wait?
I was only an hour late.
You should have been there.
Why couldn't you have time to spare?
Why didn't you take out the trash?
You could do it in a flash.
Who cares if I said I'd do it.
Here I would rather sit.
Why don't you get fat?
Would make me feel better where I'm at.
Exercise is too much work.
Get fat like me, it's a perk.
Why don't you bring change?
I so want things to rearrange.
But I won't do any of it.
Here I would rather sit.
Why don't you get a second job?
I need more corn on the cob.
I need that new game as well.
You working more would be swell.
Why didn't you tell me once more?
I ignored the latest encore.
I even missed it written in pen.
You should have told me again.
Why didn't you get gas?
Three gas stations I did pass.
I was the last one to drive.
But I have to do things to survive.
Why didn't you land on my number?
I dreamed about it in a slumber.
You should have hit it.
It's rigged, every bit.
Why didn't you warn me?
The warning is there to see.
But you should have told me.
I blame my poisoning on thee.
Why didn't you...insert something here.
Insert a shifting blame cheer.
Throw in a poor pitiful me,
And you've got it at your sea.
Are you a blame shifter? I hope you are a tad swifter. Such people need to go away. The cat will throw a cashew jar filled with his waste at them at our bay. Then they can blame me all they like as they take a hike. Now I will finish this rhyming pass.No shift needed from my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Why didn't you wait?
I was only an hour late.
You should have been there.
Why couldn't you have time to spare?
Why didn't you take out the trash?
You could do it in a flash.
Who cares if I said I'd do it.
Here I would rather sit.
Why don't you get fat?
Would make me feel better where I'm at.
Exercise is too much work.
Get fat like me, it's a perk.
Why don't you bring change?
I so want things to rearrange.
But I won't do any of it.
Here I would rather sit.
Why don't you get a second job?
I need more corn on the cob.
I need that new game as well.
You working more would be swell.
Why didn't you tell me once more?
I ignored the latest encore.
I even missed it written in pen.
You should have told me again.
Why didn't you get gas?
Three gas stations I did pass.
I was the last one to drive.
But I have to do things to survive.
Why didn't you land on my number?
I dreamed about it in a slumber.
You should have hit it.
It's rigged, every bit.
Why didn't you warn me?
The warning is there to see.
But you should have told me.
I blame my poisoning on thee.
Why didn't you...insert something here.
Insert a shifting blame cheer.
Throw in a poor pitiful me,
And you've got it at your sea.
Are you a blame shifter? I hope you are a tad swifter. Such people need to go away. The cat will throw a cashew jar filled with his waste at them at our bay. Then they can blame me all they like as they take a hike. Now I will finish this rhyming pass.No shift needed from my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Pat Hatt's Blog
- Pat Hatt's profile
- 51 followers
Pat Hatt isn't a Goodreads Author
(yet),
but they
do have a blog,
so here are some recent posts imported from
their feed.
