All About Self Today On The Shelf!
The cat has seen it far and wide. Humans everywhere take the ride. They are nuts in every way. Who wants to see their nose hair on display? Nasty even to a cat. So let's chew the fat.
Stick it to your eye,
Stick it to your face.
Give it many a try,
Each day's a new embrace.
Take on at work.
Take one of the street.
It is just a perk,
And oh so very neat.
You even get a stick,
For a longer view.
Careful as a brick,
May fall on you.
Little self worth,
Small attention span.
All over the Earth,
Another plight of man.
Even use a mirror,
It will surely shine.
Things can only be clearer,
Who needs to see a spine.
Send to one and all,
Send it to your mother.
Plaster it on every wall,
Get ready for another.
Spread it to a cat,
Spread it to a dog.
That sure it where it's at,
Hell, even use a frog.
Pose in front of this,
Pose in front of that.
Everything is bliss,
As you annoy like a gnat.
Now you must erase,
Now you must do more.
You need more space,
For your next encore.
Show your in your prime,
Show it every second of the day,
It sure is not a crime,
Put another selfie on display.
You humans sure like those things far too much. Far more than once in a blue moon and such. Is there really a point to 50,000,0000 selfies at every joint? Maybe I'll ask the singing bass. He may have an answer for my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Stick it to your eye,
Stick it to your face.
Give it many a try,
Each day's a new embrace.
Take on at work.
Take one of the street.
It is just a perk,
And oh so very neat.
You even get a stick,
For a longer view.
Careful as a brick,
May fall on you.
Little self worth,
Small attention span.
All over the Earth,
Another plight of man.
Even use a mirror,
It will surely shine.
Things can only be clearer,
Who needs to see a spine.
Send to one and all,
Send it to your mother.
Plaster it on every wall,
Get ready for another.
Spread it to a cat,
Spread it to a dog.
That sure it where it's at,
Hell, even use a frog.
Pose in front of this,
Pose in front of that.
Everything is bliss,
As you annoy like a gnat.
Now you must erase,
Now you must do more.
You need more space,
For your next encore.
Show your in your prime,
Show it every second of the day,
It sure is not a crime,
Put another selfie on display.
You humans sure like those things far too much. Far more than once in a blue moon and such. Is there really a point to 50,000,0000 selfies at every joint? Maybe I'll ask the singing bass. He may have an answer for my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Published on July 16, 2015 03:00
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