Let The Emotions Flow Today At My Show!

Actually do the reverse of the title at my sea. The cat hates the eep-ers and want them to flee. They are hard on the head and ears. Eeeping whether happy or facing fears. Emotion is for E today with my backwards a to z display.

Those that cry,
Those that whine.
Away I'll fly,
They annoy the feline.

Their snot and tears,
Are oh so scary.
Rather sniff some rears,
With a dog who's hairy.

Those that eep,
Can go fly a kite.
Fall somewhere deep,
Along with weepers out of sight.

Out of sight out of mind.
That works for me.
The damn emotional kind,
Stir up my OCD.

Here and there,
I guess is okay.
But if it isn't rare,
Keep the waterworks away.

Emotional constipated is where it's at.
They are much better to the cat.
Unless they grow rather fat.
I wouldn't want to go splat.

They say nothing at all.
They leave me alone.
They don't even call,
And have the same tone.

Plus the phrase is fun.
Emotional constipation.
Although if that is done,
Could be some sort of causation.

A serial killer.
Hmm maybe that's bad.
Could beat the waterworks filler,
Just by a tad.

I'll take the middle.
If I really have to.
They can hey diddle diddle,
And no murder or eeps will come due.

Are you an eep-er? If so the cat may be a bleeper. As in words he can't say to scare you away. Are you a whiner? Damn, emotions could sure be finer. Can't you just give a hateful look like cats? Humans are such dingbats. I guess cats may be emotional constipated in mass. But don't worry, I'm not plotting to kill anyone, yet, with my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.