A What Off Quack On The Attack!

Sherry sure had her duck bill going. She came up with quite the What Off showing. Or maybe it was an admission of guilt that she tried to quilt? Beats little old me here at my sea.

Mama Diaries at play,
Almost every day.
I get the stories.
Tell the glories.

Tell the weird.
Can get cheered.
What was that?
I'm a duck not a cat?

Ducks paddle fast?
Ducks have a blast.
Ducks need to duck.
Back up the truck.

My son said this...
Whoops, it was a miss.
My daughter did it.
Nope, not that bit.

It was the pup.
Schultz licked it up.
Or was it the cat?
Oh, this is going splat.

Too many identities at my sea.
I'm turning into Old One Eye and her spree.
I can't have that.
A cyclops duck is not where it's at.

It was all me.
All stories I did with glee.
Yep, I did every bit.
It feels good to admit.

How long is a day?
Gave that a play.
Scaredy Cat.
Really me where I'm at.

Cat conversations.
Tuned to the same stations.
The aging machine.
All me at my scene.

Doggy Spa.
All I can say is aww.
The cookie caper.
I made the paper.

Hmmm was that really a What Off display? More like Sherry had guilt at her bay. She wanted to confess to it all and used the cat's wall. How dare she fool everyone. Her kids are busy out having fun. So she made things up that she did. Maybe she needs to be turned into a squid? Nah, the cat didn't confess for her. I haven't got a lying bone under my fur. Can you believe she was such a tricky lass? She sure fooled my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.