Round Twenty Three Is Coming To Thee!

Here we are for the best this month that come to my sea, or the worst, however you want to look at the nuts who swing from the creepy tree. Let's see what they have to say as they, hopefully, accidentally find my bay.

"fart books"

They found A Fart Apart. Maybe they take the fart to heart?

"gripeas themes"

Hmmm what the heck is that? Searched it, and yep, up comes the cat.

"Strangers have my back on a bus"

That is good to know. I hope they don't be strange and reach low.

"Numb Betsy Tongue"

Wow, Betsy were you searching yourself and found my shelf?

"Stripes on my socks"

Your point is? I don't work in the stripped sock biz.

"My me mine meow"

Hmmmm want to hazard a guess? Are they trying to confess?

"Lippy mimes are no good"

That wouldn't make them a mime if they give a lippy chime.

"Balls make me feel good"

Ummm okay! Watch the snip snip at your bay.

"Pat Hatt awesoe books"

Thanks for the look even if you can't spell at your nook.

"Pitchers say 1000 words"

And they can throw a ball too. A knuckle ball to a knuckle head, meaning you.

"Sign says death by animal feces"

Damn, someone stole my idea at their bay. They are using pringle cans full of cat crap to keep people away.

"Brain how does your garden rise?"

Brian, are you a brain in disguise? Don't answer that question, you might draw flies.

"Honey brings flies to my face."

See! Told you so. You never listen at my show.

"suckle tips are at the end"

Hmmm, yep at the end and you're around the bend.

And the winner here today at my bay is one that really wanted to have their say. I guess they had to type it to make sure somewhere they were a hit.

Simple things in my life are simply found in excrement of a mule.
That is a mouthful to type, I guess with a mule they have a gripe. But at least they did not swear which is rather rare for my lair. I guess they were just of a higher search engine nut class that came to visit my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.