Out Of Order Our Side Of The Border!

So out we are, not in a car. Not even in a cage. Nope, but out is still the rage. Would you rage at out? Damn, some confusion may come about. But that is fun for we and little old me.

Out of order.
My, what a phrase.
South of the border,
I may get an eye raise.

Or would the be brow?
Bushy and bright.
Judge Judy can wow.
She likes to fight.

I've got to go.
Yeah, I'm lying.
But for this flow,
At least I'm trying.

It's public and ewww.
That much is true.
But for this eww loo,
It's out of order too.

So order times two.
Let's make it three.
Sorry to you few.
You can't even pee.

Time for the hoarder,
Or those with OCD.
For with this out of order,
Some may go on a spree.

By title or date.
By first or last.
If you move it mate,
You'll be a thing of the past.

So there are things.
So there are words.
Some dingalings.
Can't even release turds.

Am I out of order?
Bah, tell it to a judge.
I won't take in no boarder.
Nope, not going to budge.

Read backwards now.
Go ahead and try.
I'm sure somehow,
Out of order will fly.

Ever notice how out of order was used in many a way? A big flip flop with it on display. Could get you tossed in jail or make a hoarder wail. Oh what out of order can do. I'm sure I've been out of order a time or two. But that won't stop my sass as, out of order or not, things will still come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.