It Is Clear That The High and Mighty Are Here!

Another review at this blog zoo!
The cat came across some nuts the other day that wanted to go after him at their bay. They thought they were grand, finding this and that across the land, trying to come after the cat there at their mat.

I just hit ignore,
At my shore.
But they kept on,
With their con.

This is that,
At your mat.
This = this,
You can't miss.

Bite me, I say.
There at my bay.
With their crap on display.
Nuts joining the fray.

A mighty team,
With their stream.
Holier than thou.
Even religion can wow.

Shame on you.
A sin at your zoo.
I'm so right.
There at my site.

No matter what you say.
I am right at my bay.
There is no wrong.
We sing our song.

I never lie,
With my little eye.
It was found.
It can astound.

Just admit it.
We still hiss and spit.
We will do you in.
We always win.

What was that you say?
No way!
We are still right,
Into the dead of night.

Sometimes you can't win.
They just take it for a spin.
They have to climb on their soapbox,
With or without socks.

The cat is so grand, he gets attacked for all kinds of things across the land. They can just bite me at my sea. I could be more crass but I will be a semi nice little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.