You Are Furry But No Need To Worry!

Humans sure worry a bunch. A lot of it is out to lunch. Oh, you'll worry about that to. What will I eat at my zoo? What can I have to eat? Can't be the same old treat. Could be a post there. But bah, why worry at our lair?

A worry has come.
It makes you numb.
Numb in the mind.
You're in a bind.

What will you eat?
Whoops, hit delete.
Been there above.
Look. There's a dove.

On you it may shit.
Worry about it.
Yeah. That is the way.
Worry about bird poop night and day.

It makes sense.
Maybe to the dense.
Dense and numb.
You should worry some.

But let's take a trip.
Let's do a flip.
A flipperoo for you.
Don't worry, it's not new.

You have a lump on your head.
You may wind up dead.
Bah, don't worry about that.
Could just be backed up scat.

You lost your job.
Got stolen by Bob.
Those bills you see?
Bah, don't worry about them coming after thee.

You can't afford to eat.
No contemplating in the street.
Don't worry about that.
At least you won't get fat.

You can't walk.
You can't even gawk.
But don't worry one bit.
It is normal to only be able to sit.

Oh look, a bird.
Worry about the turd.
Don't worry about the other stuff.
That is all just fluff.

Do you worry about nonsense at your sea? Has a bird ever shit on thee? Do you not worry about the stuff you should? Or at least stuff you should do something about at your hood. Sitting around worrying is never a win, but it can keep you from a street corner cardboard box bin. Especially if it gets you off your butt. Bah, don't worry and just watch smut. I think I hear the singing bass. He's going all Don't Worry Be Happy to my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.
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Published on May 21, 2018 03:00
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