A dVerse Date Is Thankfully Not My Fate!

It is another round of the scary that have been found. Thankfully there was no dVerse date because Pat refused to open the gate. I guess he can be bright and once more bring no B&C to our site.

"Wanna bake my cake tonight?"
Ummm by your sight,
You ate one too many already.
But feel free to keep eating them steady.

"I hate cat balls, so stop giving them to me!"
Wow, I really will flee.
I never asked to be snip snip,
So don't go giving me any lip.

"What do you say I come to Mars and probe?"
Sure as hell stay off this globe.
Go to mars and stay away,
No probes allowed at my bay.

"I have my own rome, car and job."
What about poor Bob?
And you own Rome?
Wow, you must have one giant lawn gnome.

"Crayons bring me joy."
Are you being coy?
And really at your hall,
You're saying you like things small?

"Dial my digits and I'll forgo the charge."
You mean you have reception on your barge?
Are you a telemarketer trying to get me?
My digits you will never see.

"Is it sunny where you are?"
It is at my bar.
But by the look of your rump,
Much sun doesn't get on each bump.

"Lets go camping in the dark."
Rather listen to a dog bark.
That is the beginning of a horror movie.
Ending up a slasher victim isn't groovy.

"Your face is poetry to me."
Wait! Are you stalking my sea?
Do I have writing on my face?
It better rhyme at a steady pace.

"I'm not easy unless you mow my lawn."
So much gutter thoughts dawn.
But yard work I hate,
Plus I can't pay your rate.

Well at least many of them could spell this time with their dating search chime. But still as scary as can be. Still fun to be used by little old me. And so another dating mass has come to pass. Thankfully Pat avoided each lass which delights my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.