Little By Little To Stave Off Brittle!

The cat has heard it a time or two. I'm sure you have too. But does it hold? Does it win gold? We think not. It has a backwards plot. At least a bit. Who'd even sweat with it?

Here we go.
A new rhyming show.
A brand new day.
Same all the way.

But we'll pretend.
Take new around the bend.
New for me and you.
Now what's in view?

Something big, something small.
We just can't do it all.
So don't sweat the small things.
Leave that to the dingalings.

Forget the trash.
Have a bash.
Forget the cleaning.
Go watch a movie screening,

Forget the grass.
Sit on your ass.
Forget the leak.
Go swim in the creek.

Forget the bills.
Go play in the hills.
Forget the car.
It will still get you far.

Forget the paperwork.
That boss is a jerk.
Forget the weather.
We can drive fast in the snow together.

Forget the laundry pile.
We have people to dial.
Forget a call home.
We have to get drunk at the Dirty Dome.

Forget a post.
Let's go to the coast.
Forget the taxes.
My brain relaxes.

What has happened here?
Why aren't things clear?
My life has been sucked away.
But I didn't sweat the small things like they say.

Did the cat just prove that a bit wrong? Whoops, guess you humans will have to sing a new song. Unless you want to be a nudist on the street. Go ahead and avoid the small things if you find that sweet. Does any of that make you sweat? Hmm mowing the grass some sweat may be met. The rest, not so much. If in the Dirty Dome, never ever reach out and touch. Just some info to pass along. Did you think not sweating the small stuff could go so wrong? Have to do the small things, sweat or not, when they require a pass. On that you can trust my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.