A Big Year I Hear?

Here we are back to the number game. That is just so lame. Humans sure like numbers for this and that. Some sure have a head that is full of scat. No argument on that? I know you agree with the cat.

We have this.
We have that.
Some numbers are bliss.
Others like a gnat.

We've been there.
We've done that.
That you're aware.
Unless new to the cat.

But out comes more.
Another with blare.
She gave an encore.
She just had to share.

30 this year?
That's good for you.
30 is worth a cheer.
Lots of good will come due.

Err umm okay.
We buy that.
Yeah, like we buy a magic day.
I'm being a sarcastic cat.

30 makes magic?
Woweee, who knew?
I guess life is tragic,
When you hit 32?

Maybe 31 is bad.
Maybe 29 is the worst.
Maybe 28 fun is had.
Maybe 33 your brain will burst.

A maybe you see.
Many came to be.
All maybe from me.
The maybes can fly free.

The it will.
Fits no bill.
The it won't.
Sorry, just don't.

Que sera sera comes to mind.
But that's too hard for mankind.
Instead oh great things you'll find.
The nut was out of her mind.

Think any age will bring great stuff over the other one? Yeah, like magically things will get done. Pffft the only thing an added number does for sure is bring you closer to death. This nut ball sure didn't run out of breath. 30 was oh so going to be a great year. I think she left the poor guy in fear. No, it wasn't Pat or Cass. They are past that age like my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.