The Excuse To Use Sure Does Amuse!
This one I've heard a time or ten and just had to go at it at my den. For it tends to come from the lazy. Did I name call? Whoopsy daisy. Does a daisy go whoopsy though? Damned if I know.
The sit back and stare.
Sometimes in a pair.
They laugh and giggle,
As their whole body gets a wiggle.
Then comes the excuse.
The one many let loose.
Some can't, but most are lazy.
Trying to hide away in the hazy.
Why eat right or work out?
The first part they shout.
I've known healthy people who died.
The second part in some variation that is spied.
And then deluded they stay.
Believing what they say.
But isn't it the truth?
Yep, that it is at one's booth.
Can do everything right and still croak.
Can just be the fate of a lass or bloke.
That is what they hold onto tight.
Reasoning that let's them feel all right.
Time to burst that bubble.
Maybe bury it in rubble.
Let's pull some stats from my ass.
I'll let it out with some gas.
What are the odds for those they use?
Let's say 1 in 100 as you peruse.
1 in 100 people who take care will still croak.
That just made some nut light up a smoke.
Now let's flip and flop.
Let some other stats drop.
What are the odds that the lazy die?
Care to give that a try?
Probably 30 in 100 or so.
Wow, not quite as low.
Now let's do a little more.
What are the odds some disease or other health issue will come ashore?
75 in 100 sounds right.
Damn, I ruined the lazy person's night.
So whether you tell that excuse to stranger or daughter,
Sorry, it doesn't hold much water.
Ever hear that excuse at your sea? The lazy or those refusing to change sure let it fly free. All they get is a pfffffffffffffft from me. Healthy doesn't guarantee a long life will come to be, but you have way better odds of living longer and being disease free. My stats aren't legit that I used for my spree. They were just there to let the lazy realize they are full of strat. So ends this sass from the cat. If you wish to do nothing, power to you, but don't give me that healthy people die too crap at our zoo. Whoops, I was supposed to end my sass. I guess I'm just a mouthy little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
The sit back and stare.
Sometimes in a pair.
They laugh and giggle,
As their whole body gets a wiggle.
Then comes the excuse.
The one many let loose.
Some can't, but most are lazy.
Trying to hide away in the hazy.
Why eat right or work out?
The first part they shout.
I've known healthy people who died.
The second part in some variation that is spied.
And then deluded they stay.
Believing what they say.
But isn't it the truth?
Yep, that it is at one's booth.
Can do everything right and still croak.
Can just be the fate of a lass or bloke.
That is what they hold onto tight.
Reasoning that let's them feel all right.
Time to burst that bubble.
Maybe bury it in rubble.
Let's pull some stats from my ass.
I'll let it out with some gas.
What are the odds for those they use?
Let's say 1 in 100 as you peruse.
1 in 100 people who take care will still croak.
That just made some nut light up a smoke.
Now let's flip and flop.
Let some other stats drop.
What are the odds that the lazy die?
Care to give that a try?
Probably 30 in 100 or so.
Wow, not quite as low.
Now let's do a little more.
What are the odds some disease or other health issue will come ashore?
75 in 100 sounds right.
Damn, I ruined the lazy person's night.
So whether you tell that excuse to stranger or daughter,
Sorry, it doesn't hold much water.
Ever hear that excuse at your sea? The lazy or those refusing to change sure let it fly free. All they get is a pfffffffffffffft from me. Healthy doesn't guarantee a long life will come to be, but you have way better odds of living longer and being disease free. My stats aren't legit that I used for my spree. They were just there to let the lazy realize they are full of strat. So ends this sass from the cat. If you wish to do nothing, power to you, but don't give me that healthy people die too crap at our zoo. Whoops, I was supposed to end my sass. I guess I'm just a mouthy little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Published on September 04, 2018 03:00
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