Your Lucky Day At Play!
It is your lucky day with the ode at play. Did you notice that yet? I bet you did thanks to this pet. Right in front of your eyes. My, you humans are ever so wise.
It's here and there.
It's every friggin where.
It's every flucking thing.
Used by jester and king.
Old and young alike.
Those on a mid-life hike.
Maybe even the dead.
Unknown until in that bed.
But dead to living.
It keeps on giving.
From cats to mutts.
Even birds in ruts.
Numbers to shoes.
Can mean a win or lose.
Or a lose or win.
Not saying it right is a sin.
Forwards and back.
It never does lack.
With you in a rut.
With you on your butt.
Tags along each day.
Come what may.
Maybe it's July.
It's always spry.
The go to word.
Mostly for the absurd.
Or often the lazy.
Maybe even the crazy.
Crazy in laze.
Some type of maze.
Can't turn that way.
Not on the 13th day.
Or the 13th year.
Did that you hear?
It's the 13th chime.
That's the 13th mime.
Numbers will pile.
Whiners all the while.
Walk this way, not that.
Oh look, a black cat.
Pfffffffffffffffffft the cat can only say. Nonsense once more came to play. Do you believe in luck? Or do you pass the buck? Enjoy the ode of today? Many of those come to play. I'm not sure you can sing it though. Can try if you want to put on a show. With any luck you'll sound like the singing bass. Pffft and you'll get more luck when you rub my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
It's here and there.
It's every friggin where.
It's every flucking thing.
Used by jester and king.
Old and young alike.
Those on a mid-life hike.
Maybe even the dead.
Unknown until in that bed.
But dead to living.
It keeps on giving.
From cats to mutts.
Even birds in ruts.
Numbers to shoes.
Can mean a win or lose.
Or a lose or win.
Not saying it right is a sin.
Forwards and back.
It never does lack.
With you in a rut.
With you on your butt.
Tags along each day.
Come what may.
Maybe it's July.
It's always spry.
The go to word.
Mostly for the absurd.
Or often the lazy.
Maybe even the crazy.
Crazy in laze.
Some type of maze.
Can't turn that way.
Not on the 13th day.
Or the 13th year.
Did that you hear?
It's the 13th chime.
That's the 13th mime.
Numbers will pile.
Whiners all the while.
Walk this way, not that.
Oh look, a black cat.
Pfffffffffffffffffft the cat can only say. Nonsense once more came to play. Do you believe in luck? Or do you pass the buck? Enjoy the ode of today? Many of those come to play. I'm not sure you can sing it though. Can try if you want to put on a show. With any luck you'll sound like the singing bass. Pffft and you'll get more luck when you rub my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Published on July 06, 2018 03:00
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