That Spark Sure Hits The Mark!

So people far and wide this week are all out looking up at their creek. And you call the cat crazy for chasing a light. You stare at them in the night. Even pollute the planet too. My, what a great human crew.

A light display,
Sparkles over the bay.
Oooo and Awwww.
Add another flaw.

Pay to go on a ride.
Sit with such pride.
Until around you whirl,
And you let loose a hurl.

Human hairball, check!
Cat tower wannabe on deck.
Light followed by masses.
Three things a cat passes.

Win a bear,
At your lair.
Maybe a pair,
Oh so rare.

Yep, rare with germs.
Could give you worms.
Did I ruin your fun?
Had to be done.

Pay to play,
At your bay.
Just to get in,
Rob the money bin.

Germs at your sea,
Stuffed things to cause glee.
Costs that abound.
Three things no cat has found.

Aliens die,
Oh me oh my.
Hmm wait!
A fiction trait.

Run around drunk,
In a big funk.
Wow, look at you go.
Did you eat crow?

Hmm that might not have been crow,
Just so you know.
Could have been crap,
Such a silly sap.

What? The cat is no fun at his hut? Pffft the cat does the fun stuff at home for free. no need to go on a spending spree. A red light is all I need and chase it at top speed. I get exercise and fun. You just stare up, get a kink in your neck and grow a pound or two on each bun. Oh the things humans do in mass are just nuts to my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.