A Rawkn Time With This Chime!

The cat would like to write this post, but I'm out on a date at my coast. Whoops, that isn't me. Damn, I shouldn't try and channel Robyn's sea. That is creepy. One may also get sleepy.

Rawkin Robyn Odds are a bobbin
The odds are in.They are slim.Whoops, there goes the sin.I guess they aren't so dim.
Robyn likes large.Slim won't work.Neither will quick discharge.Large and long is a perk.
Wow, went there.Odds are I would.We've got verses to spare.Were those odds understood?
That could be the why.Why no new posts fly.She's off under the sky,With some new guy.
But that works both ways.Are you lost in a daze?I'll get you out of this mazeDon't want to light up and cause a haze.
Odds are she'd write it.Give all the George flow.Especially if one's a twit.So odds may not be low.
But she may go into hiding.Those erotic readings abound.Could have the crowd dividing.Peepers may surround.
Odds fall once more.Sure not a perfect ten.Especially if she gives an encore.Damn, dirty men.
Then there is the chocolate trying.So much of that at her shore.Every type you can be spying.She even gives the score.
But chocolate gum may come.That would cause her to choke.Get stuck and all goes numb.Odds then go up in smoke.
Odds = Moderately LowPeepers and Bad Chocolate May Show
Hmmm, the cat thinks she will still be posting and the dating nuts shall get a roasting. Always a dating tale to tell. Most not so swell. Wouldn't choking on chocolate gum be a bad way to go? My, her odds are rather low. Slim just won't cut it at her sea. Neither will snip snipped like me. She better avoid choking and the crazy nuts in mass. If so, odds are she'll still be seen by my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.