Today We Yell And Tell!
The cat meows at the air. I think that is known at our lair. We meow and run. It just seems like fun. But you humans yell at things and it kinda makes you look like dingalings.
The system is corrupt.
I'm going to erupt.
Yell and scream along.
The system is so wrong.
Guess what screamer?
You're quite the dreamer.
I mean to think a system can hear you,
Now that is imagination through and through.
What a dumb computer you are.
I want to hit you with my car.
Why are you so slow?
I really want to know.
Sorry, HAL won't come out to play.
You're computer doesn't care what you say.
But keep on yelling.
I'm sure that will inspire telling.
Work, you stupid thing.
My arms I fling.
My voice I raise.
Don't you see my evil gaze?
No ears or eyes.
Boy, you aren't wise.
Machines aren't that quick.
Maybe they need a kick?
Why are you making me lose?
This isn't new news.
But you are a shitty site.
Took all my money tonight.
It took what you gave?
Wow, quite the rant and rave.
But keep up your rambling,
Blame the site for your gambling.
Why, why me.
Why, oh why on a spree.
Why, oh why oh why.
I just want to die.
Talking to air?
Damn, that's rare.
A bit of an exaggeration we think.
If not, go see a shrink.
Should I go on? Some may even yell at the lawn. The damn thing won't grow. Oh no! Let's yell at the grass. Now that has such class. I think I will pass and just eat it with Cass. Do you yell over passed gas? You humans sure are more noisy than my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
The system is corrupt.
I'm going to erupt.
Yell and scream along.
The system is so wrong.
Guess what screamer?
You're quite the dreamer.
I mean to think a system can hear you,
Now that is imagination through and through.
What a dumb computer you are.
I want to hit you with my car.
Why are you so slow?
I really want to know.
Sorry, HAL won't come out to play.
You're computer doesn't care what you say.
But keep on yelling.
I'm sure that will inspire telling.
Work, you stupid thing.
My arms I fling.
My voice I raise.
Don't you see my evil gaze?
No ears or eyes.
Boy, you aren't wise.
Machines aren't that quick.
Maybe they need a kick?
Why are you making me lose?
This isn't new news.
But you are a shitty site.
Took all my money tonight.
It took what you gave?
Wow, quite the rant and rave.
But keep up your rambling,
Blame the site for your gambling.
Why, why me.
Why, oh why on a spree.
Why, oh why oh why.
I just want to die.
Talking to air?
Damn, that's rare.
A bit of an exaggeration we think.
If not, go see a shrink.
Should I go on? Some may even yell at the lawn. The damn thing won't grow. Oh no! Let's yell at the grass. Now that has such class. I think I will pass and just eat it with Cass. Do you yell over passed gas? You humans sure are more noisy than my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Published on June 21, 2017 03:00
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