A Light Show All Aglow!
So those fireworks are about to blast. They scare many of the cast. The mutts run and hide. I think they have no pride. One slips out some pee. Such a weenie he is to me. But us? Meh, why fuss.
They are back.Flashy lights on the attack.A loud boom comes due.Whoopdi friggin doo.
Humans suck.They'll burn with any luck. Maybe just singe a finger.I do hope it will linger.
It's still here.A complaining rhyming rear.Cassie doesn't like that.Saying I'm a whiny cat.
She stole my spot.Actually away I did trot.But still mine when I'm not there.I don't want to mix cat hair.
Ugg, they are still going.How long is this showing?Can't they shoot them off in the day? I need my nap before night play.
I'll try this pose.There she still blows.Not even covering my ears work.Stupid firework shooting jerk.
Quit my whining?Why don't you go dining?You are fatter than me.Go eat a tree.
Now you're lying here?I have gas in my rear.Did you hear me?I'm going to let it free.
Knocked her out. There's never a drought.Always have some gas.Take that, Cass.
She may be dead.I better cover my head.My gas is lethal stuff.Finally, the humans have had enough.
That is basically what we do when fireworks come into view. Are you scared of the boom? Do you watch to chase away gloom? Hopefully you don't piddle on the floor like the wiener mutt. That would not go over well at any hut. Now set a fire alarm off and we'll run under the bed. Those things we dread. Fireworks just annoy me and Cass. Especially when I'm a sleepy little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

They are back.Flashy lights on the attack.A loud boom comes due.Whoopdi friggin doo.

Humans suck.They'll burn with any luck. Maybe just singe a finger.I do hope it will linger.

It's still here.A complaining rhyming rear.Cassie doesn't like that.Saying I'm a whiny cat.

She stole my spot.Actually away I did trot.But still mine when I'm not there.I don't want to mix cat hair.

Ugg, they are still going.How long is this showing?Can't they shoot them off in the day? I need my nap before night play.

I'll try this pose.There she still blows.Not even covering my ears work.Stupid firework shooting jerk.

Quit my whining?Why don't you go dining?You are fatter than me.Go eat a tree.

Now you're lying here?I have gas in my rear.Did you hear me?I'm going to let it free.

Knocked her out. There's never a drought.Always have some gas.Take that, Cass.

She may be dead.I better cover my head.My gas is lethal stuff.Finally, the humans have had enough.
That is basically what we do when fireworks come into view. Are you scared of the boom? Do you watch to chase away gloom? Hopefully you don't piddle on the floor like the wiener mutt. That would not go over well at any hut. Now set a fire alarm off and we'll run under the bed. Those things we dread. Fireworks just annoy me and Cass. Especially when I'm a sleepy little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Published on June 30, 2017 03:00
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