A Happening What Kind Of Rut!

There are some good ruts too, most everything can be a flip flop at ones zoo. But been down that road. New streets need to be entered into rhyme mode. LRA we could call it. If you don't get that you haven't been around more than a bit.

What would happen if,
One didn't throw a tiff?
Instead they took a breath,
Realizing a different opinion doesn't mean death.

What would happen if,
One didn't board a skiff?
They decided not to run away,
And deal with things here today.

What would happen if,
One didn't take a whiff?
Realizing the manure of those flowers,
Are as hollow as Trump Towers.

What would happen if.
One didn't allow a riff?
Instead they talked it through,
With no, all the blames on you.

What would happen if,
One didn't follow lemmingss off a cliff?
They actually learned how to peep,
And broke away from the other sheep.

What would happen if,
One became far less stiff?
They allowed things to bend a bit,
Not thinking everything they did was a hit.

What would happen if,
One took a big long sniff?
Opening their eyes to the smell of shit,
Researching the truth before believing it.

What would happen if,
One didn't act like Biff?
Stopped being an insecure bully,
Embracing difference fully.

What would happen if,
One forgot about the hieroglyph?
Thinking of what is needed today,
Not stuck in the past at their bay.

What would happen if,
One forgot about the spiff?
Instead enjoyed who they are,
Ignoring the advice of a dumb movie star.

The cat has you all questioned out now? Did you know that many rhymes could go with if somehow? So many thoughts to ponder today that your brain may go boom at your bay. That would sure amuse the cat, as long as I was away from any brain splat. Or would that be splatter? Does it matter? More questions coming to pass. They sure flowed in mass. What if this blog were run by Pat or Cass? Yeah, they'd be far more boring than my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.