A Lethal Day At My Bay!

The cat was talking to a guy who was all oh me oh my. He went through this and that and how it could make him drop dead stat. So the cat will play with Lethal for L today.

The A Between Z At My Sea!

Jock vel_ ___ ______ ______, ___!
Here we go. Damn, my toe.The computer fell on it.That hurt a bit.
Blood clot came due.Death by computer at my zoo.Damn, that weak toe.What? Didn't you know?
Okay, I'm still here.No need for fear.Whaaaaaaaaat?There's a drooling mutt.
I slipped on the drool.That sure isn't cool.Whacked me head.Whoops, I'm dead.
Oh, I guess not.What is that rot?Blah, it is a dead mouse.The smell is in the house.
The roof is rotten?New one needs to be boughten.Damn, that's not a word.But who cares if that is absurd.
The roof fell on me.I'm dead at my sea.Bad grammar don't count.Don't adds to that amount.
Whoops, I lied.Still on the alive ride.Oh no, a grammar nazi.My bad grammar he did see.
Now he's out to murder me.I must flee.Tripped over a cat.Dead where I'm at.
Or umm not.Grab my keys before I rot.Cut my finger and got bacteria within.Damn, I'm dead and just can't win.
Get the point? Anything and everything can be lethal at your joint. You'll drive yourself nuts thinking of it. Can die a million ways a day at your litter pit. Hell, could get smothered in the litterbox. That would be worse than death by socks. But chances are nothing will be lethal to you. So no need to go nutso at your zoo. Now with my claws in mass, you may have to fear my lethal little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.