To The Top Of The Crop!

The top of the crop can't be a flop. Or flopped and dropped. Has your mind been cropped? Who will be one? Blue may get it done. A copy and paste. Does that post haste. But nope, not about that. Follow the cat.

This comes with a warning.
It's 7 in the morning.
Isn't that nice of me?
I just warned thee.

A warning chime,
About the time.
Time to play.
It's a new day.

Actually it's not.
Newish is the plot.
Same old same old?
Nah, that won't take hold.

Hey, it may be.
But forget that spree.
Instead we're at the top.
So 7 hours in is a flop.

Unless time zones play.
Then I'll confuse away.
We don't want that.
Let's pretend it's flat.

So 7 hours in.
Still can get a win.
Look, it was Hank.
Blue walked the plank.

Maybe Blue is snoring.
Could be out exploring.
Switcheroo could be Hank.
Whoops, walked the wrong plank.

This is a new top.
A top that may flop.
A top that gets a drop.
After a skip, jump and hop.

Mixed that up a bit?
Who gives a shit.
All is jumping action.
A jumping type faction.

Yep, I'm done now.
Finished my morning meow.
So Top Of The Morning To You.
Damn, I'm a liar at my zoo.

What does that even mean? The top of the morning at ones scene? Does the morning have levels to climb? Does it do it like a mime at each chime? We'll go with when it starts. Which means I'm 7 hours late in my parts. So 7/12 top of the morning to you blogland mass. Now I'm a correct little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.