A Liitle More From Dough To Shore!

The cat takes all, no more needed at our hall. If it is here it is mine. That is the rules of the feline. But that you know, if you don't, you do now at your show. For the a to z and backwards little old me were are on M day and so More is on display.

I want more.
I want it now.
From shore to shore,
Humans have a cow.

From food to get fat,
To lots of money.
More humans spat,
And think it's sunny.

They even want more sun,
Which can be rather dumb.
No rain equals a drought run,
Then more rain they hum.

You cannot please.
The more they shout.
Even need more bees,
But do nothing about.

Bad grammar there,
Could bring more haters.
But what do I care?
I'll feed them to gators.

I want more space.
I want more love.
I want more plastic in my face.
But when push comes to shove,

Whoopsy, I want to sit on my ass more.
That is the way it should be.
I want more to come to my shore,
But nothing extra must be done by me.

That is the way to live.
Nothing for more.
I hope you can forgive,
If I break your more lore.

Actually I don't care.
Of course that you know.
And now you are aware,
That more won't come to the lazy and slow.

But more to those who love Jones's and such,
Are already screwed in the end.
They use credit as a crutch.
On other people's money they depend.

Are you a more, more, more? Can't enjoy what you have at your shore? More when in need can fit the deed. More when a want leaves you with a credit card jaunt. But in the end you'll still have to buck the trend. Whether lad or lass if you want more in mass you'll have to actually take a work pass. You can't be lazy like my feline little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.