Why Spy A Bullseye?

So the other day as the cat was watching crazy humans play, some gave a cheer when the bullseye came near. They were throwing things at some board that circles big and small it seemed to hoard.

Why a bullseye?
Oh me oh my,
Why a bullseye?
Give something else a try.

Grab a head.
Put the bullseye too bed.
Then take aim.
Hmm sued may be your claim.

A mannequin head.
There would be no dread.
Hit it square in the eyes,
Then give cheering cries.

A picture does the trick,
Can print one off some slick.
You don't have one?
Please, many to give a run.

Get a celebrity face.
That is easy to embrace.
Just burn after use.
They may sue for face abuse.

Or if you have a foe,
There you go.
Use that for the bullseye.
Then make their face fry.

Have an old movie,
That wasn't very groovy.
Don't use it as a coaster,
Instead stick it in the toaster.

Wait! Forget that.
You could fry your fat.
Or maybe even die.
Oh yes, use it for a bullseye.

Or if you really suck,
And are always out of luck,
Hitting the edge instead of the middle,
Unable to play your strange fiddle,

Just get a pane of glass.
Then you can impress a lass.
Just hit it anywhere,
And instant bullseye at your lair.

The cat did not know archers were still around. I guess they still abound. Humans shooting a bow at circles is just no fun. Go give a toaster a run. Or maybe smash a printer. Hmmm well it is winter. So there you are class, I have just hit the bullseye with my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.