Going In For The Kill That May Not Thrill!

The kiddies may be out after the cat. I can't have hair pullers where we are at. I may have to lock the door. I did something they may hate at our shore. Bah, it was fun and had to be done.


Cassie found it first.But I wanted to make it burst.That thing looked good to eat.I could chew the corners off some sweet.

Then came the scare.Cassie gave it a glare.I thought it dumb.Time to kill the merry chum.

Hmm how is it in there?Oh what do I care.I'll rip and tear.All is fair.

Nope, he doesn't have balls.Can't go decking any halls.I know what it is like.Snip snip makes those balls take a hike.

You'll lose that hat.I'll squash it flat.Don't go jingling bells.Tough love sells.

Don't play dead.Off with your head.That beard has got to go.It is itchy, don't you know.

Back to the hat.I must have that.Rip and tear.I bet you have no hair.

Stop singing to me.I have no glee.I don't want to watch out.I'll make you pout.

Yay, he's dead.Nothing else is said.Now let's see about this box.Good thing it has no locks.

How rude is this?Came back for more bliss.I was taking a nap.I have to end this chap.

Open, you stupid thing.I know you are on a spring.Don't hide from me.I'll make you fly free.

I told you so.This singing has got to go.I don't like watching out for fat guys.They can crush you, word to the wise.

So here it is.This singing biz.I'll end it.Rip it just a bit.

Just a bit more.Got it at my shore.You will sing no more.Time I ended your merry lore.

No box for you.I'll shake you until you turn blue.This is so merry to me.So merry that I'll do it for free.
Yep, I killed that magic fat guy. He wasn't really that spry. He popped out of that box and tried to dance. I would have none of such a prance. I yanked him out and made him pay. Kill any Santas at your bay? Did you know Santa was neutered too? Damn, no wonder a creepy fat guy can come into any zoo. He can't do a thing. Up nothing shall spring. Now I'll go back to making sure he is dead with another pass. Can't have things springing up on my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.