A What If Blue Sure Comes Due!

The cat is nearly a year ahead. Yep, I have put that many posts to bed. A lot can change in a year. Every day rhymes can at any time be kicked into gear. But rhymes about bloggers can change as they go away. So for August, and last day of July, the what if odds game will come to play.

Fundy Blue Odds For New
Today it's Fundy Blue.Taking bets at my zoo.Better get them in,Before this post hits its final spin.
Odds of still posting.Odds of the cat roasting.One is greater than the other.If you don't know, ask your mother.
She travels here and there.Not sure I've seen her swear.That means odds of getting shot are down,As she drives about town.
You Americans carry guns.Gun totting nuns.That would give me the runs.Be scary by tons.
She researches a lot.Could stumble onto a dastardly plot.Could be that of a killer northern clown. That takes the odds down.
She travels near and far.Not much by car.Those planes are big.They can dance a jig.
And when they dance,One can only glance.As boom they go.My, her odds are low.
She goes to Hawaii's coast.There she could roast.The sun may get to her.A sunburn that could spur.
Or she could drown in the water.Maybe she can swim like an otter?Even odds could be got there.Still not looking good for her lair.
The odds are in.A post she will still spin.Whether or not it's scheduled though,I just don't know.
Odds = Kinda LowWith All That Travel and Killer Clowns You Never Know
Geez, Fundy Blue does dangerous stuff. A northern killer clown plot would be rough. Is she still posting come August 2017? I guess we shall see at her scene. Lots of what ifs that could lead to her demise. Odds are though she won't feed flies. What? The cat is just having fun with odds at his sea. I may get to thee. Maybe she just quit the blogging pass. I guess we shall see if she's still around and I'm a right little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.