A Right To Left Kinda Theft!

The cat lies about each day that I don't need to say. But I will still say it, as you humans go about the 9-5 bit. Although some can be a pain as they go the wrong yet right lane.

Here we go.
New job to do.
Look at that show,
An eye rhyme for you.

Double the rhyme.
Such a fun way.
New stairs to climb.
I'll have to try that display.

Back on task.
What was it?
No need to ask.
Out it I'll spit.

Rules set in place.
That they are.
Rules to embrace.
Don't leave the door ajar.

That is wise.
That is right.
I tell no lies.
I won't even bite.

Follow my instructions to the letter.
Don't waiver one bit.
Stick to them you better,
Or I'll put you in deep shit.

Hey, that was wrong.
It shouldn't have been done.
You didn't play along.
You aren't going to have fun.

Oh hey, look.
It was on the rules.
You followed my book.
Even used the right tools.

My bad.
Forget it.
I'll fix it a tad.
No need to hiss and spit.

You did what?
How could you?
Don't be a nut.
Whoops, I screwed that up too.

Ever deal with a rule nut? One really, really, really in a rule rut? Then you find out their rules were wrong and they try to sing a different song? Sometimes they may even try and blame you, but pffft to that at our zoo. We'll let them have it if that were the case. Such people do you embrace? On them we try to take a pass but then Pat does have to feed my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.