Time To Cheat The Defeat!

The cat always wins at our sea. Pat gives in to little old me. At least I see it that way. Hmm maybe I'm as bad as humans at play. Nah, that can never be. I have someone to scoop my pee.

Time to play.
Time to shout.
Same old day.
Same old out.

The out of one.
The out of all.
However its spun.
However its call.

You were defeated.
I am the winner.
No, you cheated.
You are a sinner.

You did this.
You did that.
No way I miss.
No way I fall flat.

It was you.
You, the cheater.
Admit it's true.
You never beat her.

Not in that way.
Don't go there.
A rhyme at play.
No need to swear.

Now I cheated?
Pfff to you.
You are defeated.
Go suck on some glue.

I hear it's swell.
That was it?
Damn me to hell?
The glue made me the shit?

Well what do you know.
Not a question for you.
This would be a blank show,
If from a "you cheat" it came due.

I cheated each time?
Damn that time.
I'm cheating this time?
Wow, poor old time.

The last one was real cheating, however fleeting. The other crap is all in your pretty little self-denial head. So go rest it in your winner bed. Are you one of those "you cheated" people when you lose? I hope not or the cat will make it news. Know any of them at your sea? On them we'd chuck cat pee. No need to cheat to beat the human mass. It is far too easy for my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.