No Way Is What You Say!

So the cat is guilty of this too. I mean there are better ways to use the loo. The litterbox is such a mess. But I don't care I will confess. Pat won't let me use the big one anyway. He says I'll go on the seat and eat the TP on display. But that is neither here nor there, time to get to it at my lair.

Have you ever,
Thought you were clever?
Yes! I know many will say,
As you nod at your bay.

But then come to find out,
You start to pout.
For that guy or lass,
Made it come faster to pass.

Did it with less work,
Which is a perk.
Did it with less stress,
And also less mess.

How can this be?
Witchcraft from across the sea.
That is it,
A witch is behind this shit.

Yes, you actually swear,
Don't deny it at your lair.
Of course if you are old one eye,
You let something that rhymes with duck fly.

And then in the end,
You go right around the bend.
Pffft to their way,
Yours is the best at any bay.

But hmmm what if?
You suddenly give their way a sniff.
And wow look at that,
Saved tons of time at your mat.

It was a better way,
You now have more time to play.
Can even enjoy the day,
Go skinny dip in the bay.

Hey, it is summer after all.
Beats a polar bear dip at any hall.
And all because you gave in,
Figuring your way wasn't the only way to win.

If only all worked like that,
May get things done faster at ones mat.
But sadly so many have to stick to their ways,
Stuck in some rat like maze.

Change can be bad but then it could also help at ones pad. The cat thinks of the best way he knows and then let it flows. But if another one comes to light. He'll latch on and let it take flight. Except of course with gas and where I go to let loose the stuff from my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.