Blaze A Trail To Fail?

You humans sure go about things in a weird way. Why can't you just say no at your bay? Instead you have to go through this, that and the other thing. You'd think some were born a dingaling.

A great job is here.
I want it is your cheer.
You go and get ready.
Standing good and steady.

That was a great date.
Could be "the one" mate.
You promise to call,
As you had a ball.

That felt great.
Exercise the heart rate.
Got it done and them some.
Look at that toned bum.

Got the budget down.
You walk like you have a crown.
As in with your nose in the air.
You did it at your lair.

Could be more.
Plenty from shore to shore.
But we don't have all day.
So on with it at my bay.

Whoops, you mumble.
The job did tumble.
You act like you don't care.
Job no longer there.

You never call back.
Want to avoid flack.
Who needs that date?
Pfft to any old mate.

You did it once.
Now be a dunce.
Sit on your ass.
Go pass some gas.

Kept to a budget with ease.
But now you have fleas.
As in that little itch.
You bought a golden ditch.

Self sabotage at play.
You needed none of that anyway.
Life is fine as is.
Keep up the self failing biz.

Do you self sabotage or fail at your sea? Who wants to do that on purpose and for free? I suppose if fear comes into play. That new job can be soooooooooooo scary every day. That date may really be a serial killer. Who needs such life filler? Just sabotage yourself with ease. It is such a breeze. Pffft more brains in the singing bass. But then you humans can amuse my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
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