And That Makes 3000 Rhymes Done 3000 Times!

So today a big number comes due. 3000 rhymes have shined through. From the scary version one rhymes of the past to this one which will soon be in the past. I'll probably be near 3500 when this goes. But what should we do for our 3000th pose?

Look back at the past?
Drazin, Tarsier Man, and the cast?
That buffoon would come to play.
We don't have time for him today.

Make fun of a saying.
Time gets a replaying.
How can we even have time?
Did we kidnap it with the help of a mime?

Make fun of mimes.
Such grand times.
Until they shoot you.
Killer mimes sniff glue.

That would be headline news.
With news you can't lose.
At least until you do.
Clickbait through and through.

PORNO PUSSY DELIGHTS.
Clickbait in big neon lights.
What? We had to do it.
Just fit in with our 3000th fit.

Like stats to all of you.
Pull from ass and put in view.
Believe and quote.
Now the fake are of note.

Live and Let Live.
Go ahead and forgive.
Or some other crap.
Yeah, let's do a quote recap.

This rhyme rhymed.
It was well timed.
We just got lucky.
Yeah, luck can go flucky.

Nothing but fake.
A human need to partake.
Blew the mind once more.
Such a chance of an encore.

And with a whoopdi friggin doo,
We are now done through and through.
The 3000th post has been helmed.
Came in and stayed nice and whelmed.

Are you whelmed at your sea? Think any search engine nuts will find us with the clickbait from me? You just never know. If they do, we'll show. Have you reached 3000 posts yet? Do you think 10,000 will be reached by this pet? That would be a nice number to my OCD. But damn, another 22 years or so of blogging will have to come to be. Pat will be older than dirt and we'll be dead. I guess I better start to get 10 years ahead. Yeah, like that will come to pass. But here's to 3000 more from my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.