Not Too dVerse I Fear As I Rhyme Off My Rear!
Haven't done this for a long while so the cat figured he would turn up the rhyming dial. It may be dVerse to some but it is all the same to my little rhyming bum. For every word rhymes today with my chimes.
Hello!
Jello?
Mellow?
Yellow?
Fun Times!
Shun mimes!
Run rhymes!
Done limes?
At it again,
Spat shit hen.
That brit den,
Gnat spit pen.
Cats Rule, Dogs Drool!
Rats spool hogs school.
Bats fuel frogs stool.
Fats cool togs cruel.
Can't get caught over there.
Chant it lot, Dover aware.
Pant, spit, snot, Rover pair.
Ant split robot clover hair.
Action is all it takes today.
Fraction his call, lit lakes bay.
Attraction whiz stall bit makes way.
Contraction quiz hall hit rakes pay.
Touch base soon to win your prize.
Much face goon, clue, in drawer lies,
Such embrace spoon knew sin spore disguise.
Clutch case toon blue, pin store ties.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Lie far, cue booking cat flea hike at,
Cry bar. View cooking bat knee like gnat.
Sky tar new Brooking flat pee strike scat.
dVerse thinks it will beat my little rhyming ass.
Curse finks, hit hills, treat eye skittle timing lass,
Perverse pinks fit bills, defeat sky brittle miming bass.
Worse winks get chills deplete wry spittle chiming sass.
Now that will be it for today at my place.
Meow at ill sea shit more. Play bat sky race,
How? Gnat kill! Glee pit explore bay, lie face
Brow, pat fill. Flee hit chore display, sigh space.
See what I did there? One to ten at my lair. The cat can rhyme away every word on display. Always stretching my skill at my hill. Sorry if your tongue now feels ill. At least you know you got your fill as the rhymes show in mass. All thanks to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Hello!
Jello?
Mellow?
Yellow?
Fun Times!
Shun mimes!
Run rhymes!
Done limes?
At it again,
Spat shit hen.
That brit den,
Gnat spit pen.
Cats Rule, Dogs Drool!
Rats spool hogs school.
Bats fuel frogs stool.
Fats cool togs cruel.
Can't get caught over there.
Chant it lot, Dover aware.
Pant, spit, snot, Rover pair.
Ant split robot clover hair.
Action is all it takes today.
Fraction his call, lit lakes bay.
Attraction whiz stall bit makes way.
Contraction quiz hall hit rakes pay.
Touch base soon to win your prize.
Much face goon, clue, in drawer lies,
Such embrace spoon knew sin spore disguise.
Clutch case toon blue, pin store ties.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Lie far, cue booking cat flea hike at,
Cry bar. View cooking bat knee like gnat.
Sky tar new Brooking flat pee strike scat.
dVerse thinks it will beat my little rhyming ass.
Curse finks, hit hills, treat eye skittle timing lass,
Perverse pinks fit bills, defeat sky brittle miming bass.
Worse winks get chills deplete wry spittle chiming sass.
Now that will be it for today at my place.
Meow at ill sea shit more. Play bat sky race,
How? Gnat kill! Glee pit explore bay, lie face
Brow, pat fill. Flee hit chore display, sigh space.
See what I did there? One to ten at my lair. The cat can rhyme away every word on display. Always stretching my skill at my hill. Sorry if your tongue now feels ill. At least you know you got your fill as the rhymes show in mass. All thanks to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.
Published on May 28, 2013 03:00
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