A Farcebook Way On Display!

The Farce is strong. All like to play along. They play and play and waste the day away. Are you one of those? The cat may pelt litter at you if you strike a pose. Hey, at least I warned you. So now's the time to hide from view.

It's a highlight real.
Real isn't the deal.
Most is a farce,
Which is ever so sparse.

All happy with delight.
All wanting to fight.
No guts in the real world.
But screens make lips curled.

Just have to say.
Ever single solitary day.
Just have to know.
Every high and every low.

Went to the store.
Opened a door.
So and so is a whore.
That and so much more.

You look so cute.
What a wonderful flute.
Having a bad hair day.
Fell in a litter tray.

Why aren't you liking?
My picture is striking.
You said so yourself.
Like me like Santa likes an elf.

Memes from me.
So great to see.
Like those too.
Like through and through.

Ego is is sparse.
Enjoy my sparse.
I need it more.
Care for an encore?

Went to the store.
Opened a door.
So and so is a whore.
That and so much more.

You didn't like?
I did a remake hike.
I did it all for you.
Won't you like me times two?

The cat could go on all day. But that may make me brain dead with all they say. Farcebook sure has a whiny mass. They must have chewed too much glass. It cut their brain. Now they have to share every pain. Oh poor pitiful me. Like me and come see. Do you go all Farcebook fun? Would it be fun to anyone? I guess the Farce is strong with sheep eating up its grass. I'd rather farce out the gas in my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
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Published on July 25, 2018 03:00
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