Don't You Know A Way There At Your Bay?

The cat didn't get any hate mail for once, instead I got an email from a dunce. At least they were nice enough. But their head may be filled with fluff.

Do you know how?
Come on and tell me
You just wow,
With so many books at your sea.

You must know a trick.
One that I can use.
I want sales some slick.
How can I light that fuse?

There must be a secret I don't know.
Can you share with me?
My sales aren't even so so.
Will you help for no fee?

Come and tell me now.
I know that you know.
Your sales must wow.
They can't be low.

I will be really grateful to you.
I'll be so very much.
Tell me at my zoo,
And I'll keep in touch.

Pfffft says the cat.
I hit the big delete.
Not gonna chew the fat,
With someone on repeat.

Said the same damn thing,
50 different ways.
That email ring,
Was like trying to get through a maze.

And yeah, I sell a ton.
Pfffft and I'm Santa Claus too.
But don't tell anyone.
I'll get too many letters at my zoo.

But if you really must know,
And I know you really must.
Even if now whoever you are turns into a foe,
These words you can trust.

No magic out there.
Not a single bit.
Have to work and work some more at your lair,
Anyone who says otherwise is full of shit.

Any nuts asking you for a magic trick? Do you hit delete with a click? If looking for actual advice the cat can share, but pffft to the magic crap at ones lair. The cat just had to clear that up. It was like reading an email from a pup. I'd rather get one from King Abubu saying his fortune is coming to my zoo. Now the cat shall await any sass. I always enjoy that when sent to my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.