A Limit Or Ten At My Den!
So humans are fun as always this time of year, they go over, or right up to, their credit card limit without fear. But that you knew. What about other limits that come due?
Computer has an issue.
They give it a tissue.
They groan and moan,
As it gives an error tone.
They fix and they fix,
Trying all kinds of tricks.
With the money and time wasted,
A new one could have been tasted.
Same with the car,
Or any other gadget by far.
If it can be fixed easy and/or right away.
Well then okay!
But to the rest.
They have to test and test.
Down the drain time and money.
I sit back and think it funny.
The same thing I say at the start,
Throw it to the wind like a fart,
They do anyway in the end,
As to the dump they hit send.
Or excuse the cat,
The reuse, reduce, recycle mat.
Have to keep a good face for the kiddies about.
You never know, they might be out.
Anyway, back on task.
Limits, you really need to ask?
Let's gamble and win!
Oh my I could fill a money bin.
But I want to win more and more.
Oopsy, broke now at your shore.
No only the mechanical things,
But themselves at their wings.
My, humans are strange,
I guess they lost their spare change.
As in what is up there.
Brains for those slow at their lair.
And then some test their limits too,
Lifting and pulling at their zoo.
Oopsy, there goes the back.
Maybe their head needs a whack?
The cat could go on and on at his sea. But then he might, even more, offend thee. Humans are so fickle.Then again they do eat a pickle. The cat finds that nasty and it gives him gas. So ends my limit knowing, most times, little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Computer has an issue.
They give it a tissue.
They groan and moan,
As it gives an error tone.
They fix and they fix,
Trying all kinds of tricks.
With the money and time wasted,
A new one could have been tasted.
Same with the car,
Or any other gadget by far.
If it can be fixed easy and/or right away.
Well then okay!
But to the rest.
They have to test and test.
Down the drain time and money.
I sit back and think it funny.
The same thing I say at the start,
Throw it to the wind like a fart,
They do anyway in the end,
As to the dump they hit send.
Or excuse the cat,
The reuse, reduce, recycle mat.
Have to keep a good face for the kiddies about.
You never know, they might be out.
Anyway, back on task.
Limits, you really need to ask?
Let's gamble and win!
Oh my I could fill a money bin.
But I want to win more and more.
Oopsy, broke now at your shore.
No only the mechanical things,
But themselves at their wings.
My, humans are strange,
I guess they lost their spare change.
As in what is up there.
Brains for those slow at their lair.
And then some test their limits too,
Lifting and pulling at their zoo.
Oopsy, there goes the back.
Maybe their head needs a whack?
The cat could go on and on at his sea. But then he might, even more, offend thee. Humans are so fickle.Then again they do eat a pickle. The cat finds that nasty and it gives him gas. So ends my limit knowing, most times, little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Published on December 10, 2014 03:00
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