So today
dVerse wants the cat to go childish at his sea. Umm is that any different than any other day for me? I suppose not. but I'll pretend it is a new plot. So away we go with a childish show.
That little rat,
Ate my cat.
Fur and all,
Like his ball.
Cat in a dog.
Dog with a clog.
Controlled by a cat,
How about that?
Bark into meow,
Run from a cow.
Grass into holes,
For potty strolls.
Climb up a tree,
Swat at a bee.
No longer eat poop,
Or follow the troop.
Stare at a hawk,
Forget a walk.
I need to lick,
Keep the stick.
Cat in a dog,
One big clog.
But how to pass,
More than gas?
Chew on a string?
Give pest control a ring?
Hawk it up,
To be a free pup?
Trust the talking toaster,
Use a help wanted poster.
Along comes a flea,
Dancing with glee.
Ears like a bat,
Under a hat.
Pop your eyes,
Tell no lies.
Open the door,
To something more.
Leap off a cliff,
So butts you can sniff.
Land on a beach,
Rat in reach.
Out comes the cat,
How about that?
Cat out of dog,
Goodbye clog.
Rat in a cat,
How about that?
There you go with my childish flow. Just what came due here at my zoo. And now I have to go back to crass before I get to be too childish of a little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Published on October 20, 2013 03:00