Let's Talk And Walk!
The cat has heard it a time or two. It is far different than the "we need to talk" at any zoo. If that happens run away. It probably won't end in a very nice day. Then again, you could be told you just won the lotto at your den. Yeah right. In your dreams at night.
Here come the squawk.
Maybe even a gawk.
Walking the walk,
The dreaded let's talk.
Talk about what?
I don't know.
And then comes the rut,
As nothing shall flow.
Let's talk but not.
That seems to be it.
For the tongue may rot,
Or some other shit.
I guess it can't wag.
That has to suck.
Must be a drag,
Passing the buck.
I said let's talk.
So let's do that.
I gave my squawk,
Now you add to the stat.
I said let's talk.
That was my addition.
Don't stand and gawk,
Have some ambition.
Let's talk about this.
Let's talk about that.
Maybe that and this.
Or something like that.
But let's talk.
So talk to me.
I said let's talk.
Let your words fly free.
Don't look at me.
Let your words flow.
I need to hear thee.
This isn't a mime show.
So let's talk.
Come and talk to me.
Let's talk and walk.
Talking is free.
Pffft just because they say let's talk they expect you to squawk. They really have nothing to say and who are they anyway? Beats the dreaded them. They breathe phlegm. Trust the cat on that. Get the let's talk where you are at? Is anything said by the let's talker? Do you stare at them like a stalker? Hey, can always pass some gas. That chases them away from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Here come the squawk.
Maybe even a gawk.
Walking the walk,
The dreaded let's talk.
Talk about what?
I don't know.
And then comes the rut,
As nothing shall flow.
Let's talk but not.
That seems to be it.
For the tongue may rot,
Or some other shit.
I guess it can't wag.
That has to suck.
Must be a drag,
Passing the buck.
I said let's talk.
So let's do that.
I gave my squawk,
Now you add to the stat.
I said let's talk.
That was my addition.
Don't stand and gawk,
Have some ambition.
Let's talk about this.
Let's talk about that.
Maybe that and this.
Or something like that.
But let's talk.
So talk to me.
I said let's talk.
Let your words fly free.
Don't look at me.
Let your words flow.
I need to hear thee.
This isn't a mime show.
So let's talk.
Come and talk to me.
Let's talk and walk.
Talking is free.
Pffft just because they say let's talk they expect you to squawk. They really have nothing to say and who are they anyway? Beats the dreaded them. They breathe phlegm. Trust the cat on that. Get the let's talk where you are at? Is anything said by the let's talker? Do you stare at them like a stalker? Hey, can always pass some gas. That chases them away from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Published on July 20, 2016 03:00
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