Resolution What? Oh Kiss My dVerse Butt!
Hey, I did not go crass and say ass. Of course that did not rhyme. But still I avoided that title crime. So for dVerse today and at many other a blogland bay, such things as the year in review and resolutions may be in view. The year in review I shall not do. For 2013 did not suck unlike 2012 where in the garbage I'd like to chuck. Could get shot, not an exaggeration, and still have a better year than 2012 at my plot. And as for resolutions at my zoo. WHOOPDI FRIGGIN DOO!
Look at me,
Look and see,
I have something to say,
On this very special day.
I will lose weight.
That is my fate.
Finally to the gym,
To get myself trim.
I will write a book.
It will be off the hook.
It will be so grand.
All will buy it across the land.
I will move away,
To another bay.
I will start anew,
With a brand new zoo.
I will get a life,
Maybe find a wife.
Make a baby or two,
Create a real zoo.
I will blog every day.
That is what I say.
Even with nothing to tell,
I'll still ring the bell.
I will quit smoking.
No longer will all be choking,
As I puff my cancer stick.
This day will do the trick.
It is oh so special after all.
They sing at every hall.
When to 12 goes the clock.
This year will really rock.
Oh just wait.
You mean magic isn't my fate?
I have to do work?
That is not a perk.
I want a magic day,
Here at my bay.
Where I can still sit on my ass,
And everything I want will come to pass.
One big crock. I know that doesn't come as a shock. People wait for some magic day, which I've said a time or two at my bay, instead of getting off their butt and doing it now at their hut. Let's wait six months for that magic day instead of getting in done by then at our bay. Humans are a pathetic mass. If I want change I simply do it and get off my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Look at me,
Look and see,
I have something to say,
On this very special day.
I will lose weight.
That is my fate.
Finally to the gym,
To get myself trim.
I will write a book.
It will be off the hook.
It will be so grand.
All will buy it across the land.
I will move away,
To another bay.
I will start anew,
With a brand new zoo.
I will get a life,
Maybe find a wife.
Make a baby or two,
Create a real zoo.
I will blog every day.
That is what I say.
Even with nothing to tell,
I'll still ring the bell.
I will quit smoking.
No longer will all be choking,
As I puff my cancer stick.
This day will do the trick.
It is oh so special after all.
They sing at every hall.
When to 12 goes the clock.
This year will really rock.
Oh just wait.
You mean magic isn't my fate?
I have to do work?
That is not a perk.
I want a magic day,
Here at my bay.
Where I can still sit on my ass,
And everything I want will come to pass.
One big crock. I know that doesn't come as a shock. People wait for some magic day, which I've said a time or two at my bay, instead of getting off their butt and doing it now at their hut. Let's wait six months for that magic day instead of getting in done by then at our bay. Humans are a pathetic mass. If I want change I simply do it and get off my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Published on December 31, 2013 03:00
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