Grab The Raid It's Time To Trade!

The cat was at the other sea where that mutt runs around with glee. It is as bad as a kid I'd say, as it always tries to get its own way. Geez, such a small brain. Cats are already on that train. But then comes the trade for whatever it has got. Oh what an annoying mutt. Although it brought on today's trade parade.

What a nice toy.
I bet it brings you joy.
Want to trade for my rock?
It would be done by Spock.

What a nice car.
I bet that can go far.
Want to trade for my wagon?
It could hold a big dragon.

What a nice bed.
I bet it is comfy for your head.
Want to trade for my rock?
This deal is such a lock.

What a nice lunch.
That must have such a crunch.
Want to trade for my squirrel?
It tastes like chicken so give it a whirl.

What a nice house.
I bet it doesn't have a mouse.
Want to trade for my rock?
It doesn't even need a lock.

What a nice cat.
I bet it can really scat.
Want to trade for my dog?
It cleans up every brown log.

What a nice bank account.
That is such a nice amount.
Want to trade for my rock?
With it people will gawk.

What a nice suit.
I bet it even blocks a toot.
Want to trade for my underwear?
They make it so you aren't bare.

What a nice wife.
Bet she causes no strife.
Want to trade for my rock?
Could break that wedlock.

What a nice lawn.
Bet it sparkles at dawn.
Want to trade for my sand?
Burying stuff can be grand.

Surprising the things people will trade. I guess some deals just have to be made. Or a sucker is born every minute too. That could explain it at ones zoo. That rock could be traded for some grass. That would be fine by my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.