A Milestone Day Comes To Play!

By that title you may think 3000 posts have come due. Nah, not yet at my zoo. I wouldn't be so subtle about that. I am a rather blatant cat. Or am I? Guess it depends on what decides to fly. Did I say that before? Who knows at my shore.

The milestone has come.
Don't stand and be glum.
It is year 63 for you.
What? Doesn't stick like glue?

The number too odd?
You have a fat bod?
Do I want to know?
Please, don't show.

The milestone has come.
Shake that bum.
100 years is here.
Do you still have a working rear?

100 years for you.
100 years for a clock too.
100 years for a fork.
100 years for some pork.

The last may go bad.
Death may be had.
Skip it for a 100 more.
100 sure likes to come ashore.

The milestone is here.
Don't you have any fear.
We'll announce to all.
Your day sure won't stall.

99.99% of people don't care.
But that 00.01% will be aware.
That sure is a real win.
Wait. They already knew at their bin.

Another milestone for you.
That makes two.
You may reach three.
That has to impress thee.

Like the 100 year spoon.
It and the fork went to the moon.
Like the 100 year floor.
Don't walk on that anymore.

The 100th making fun post.
Whoops, can't count at our coast.
Add a zero and a two.
Nope, still no milestone came due.

How come you don't celebrate odd milestones? Do you want to avoid big bills of phones? Isn't 63 better than 60 to come to pass? How come inanimate objects don't get them in mass? Many are older than you or I. You may make your poor computer cry. It gave you ten years of hard work. Okay, 2 before it really became a jerk. It may want to be celebrated in mass. This has been milestone 2870 from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.