Here At My Haunt It Is A dVerse Want!
The cat is out and about looking at all these nuts giving a "huge sale" shout. He found them to be so grand that he wants it all in his land. Some of these things are truly dVerse and might take a ton of dough from your purse.
The cat wants a ton,
I can't possibly give it all a run.
But I will try,
As I let the rhyme fly.
I'll take a trip to some place warm.
A sunny day with no snow storm.
I'll take a trip to outerspace.
There I bet there is no rat race.
I want a plot on the moon.
A piece should be owned by this loon.
I want a winning lottery ticket.
Then I could tell work to stick it.
I want my own yacht.
Pfft that is not a lot.
I want my own country too.
Maybe even a golden loo.
A golden plated phone.
It must have quite the tone.
A car that goes very fast.
A trip to the past.
I want to visit Atlantis soon.
I want to stand off at high noon.
I want an invincibility suit.
That would surely be a hoot.
I want all fleas to die.
I want wings to fly through the sky.
A cat with wings,
Beats rats and other things.
I want my own battleship.
Then I could blow up anyone who gave me lip.
Maybe that would create world peace.
Just give me a golden fleece.
I want a genie too.
Then tons of wants could come due.
I wouldn't have to want at my zoo.
For all my wants would come true.
I need nothing at all.
As we sit here at our hall.
Except maybe no snow.
That I want to go.
There we go with the want flow. Wants can come and go but most are fruitless at any show. For the cat doesn't need much and such. As many do to I suppose except for maybe no woes. But then that is life and it comes with crap and strife. Now my wants have come to pass maybe that jolly fat guy will be nice to my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
The cat wants a ton,
I can't possibly give it all a run.
But I will try,
As I let the rhyme fly.
I'll take a trip to some place warm.
A sunny day with no snow storm.
I'll take a trip to outerspace.
There I bet there is no rat race.
I want a plot on the moon.
A piece should be owned by this loon.
I want a winning lottery ticket.
Then I could tell work to stick it.
I want my own yacht.
Pfft that is not a lot.
I want my own country too.
Maybe even a golden loo.
A golden plated phone.
It must have quite the tone.
A car that goes very fast.
A trip to the past.
I want to visit Atlantis soon.
I want to stand off at high noon.
I want an invincibility suit.
That would surely be a hoot.
I want all fleas to die.
I want wings to fly through the sky.
A cat with wings,
Beats rats and other things.
I want my own battleship.
Then I could blow up anyone who gave me lip.
Maybe that would create world peace.
Just give me a golden fleece.
I want a genie too.
Then tons of wants could come due.
I wouldn't have to want at my zoo.
For all my wants would come true.
I need nothing at all.
As we sit here at our hall.
Except maybe no snow.
That I want to go.
There we go with the want flow. Wants can come and go but most are fruitless at any show. For the cat doesn't need much and such. As many do to I suppose except for maybe no woes. But then that is life and it comes with crap and strife. Now my wants have come to pass maybe that jolly fat guy will be nice to my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Published on December 04, 2012 03:00
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