Blue Balls And Cat Calls!

The cat has to go after the Blue Guy once more. It is just a necessity at my shore. When the cat was lurking at his place the other day, I saw a display. Hmmm, this may be a bit more than PG. If you were to go gutter at your sea.


 Do your balls hang low?Do they bounce as you go?Do they wiggle with a turn?Do they get a sun burn?
Do they speak to you?Do answers come through?Do they get a new view?Are your balls oh so blue?
 Blue as the sea.Blue as a Kree.Blue as a balloon,Or a smurf cartoon?
Are your balls blue?Have they forsaken you?Do they have a clue?Are your balls oh so blue?
 Do your balls hang high?Do they constantly die?Do they hide with a wink?Do they constantly blink?
Do they come as a set?Do they fear a furry pet?Do they stick like glue?Are your balls oh so blue?
Blue as a copper.Blue as a cake topper.Blue as a pen.Blue as other men.
Are your balls blue?Have you looked a time or two,To see if it is true?Are your balls oh so blue?
Do your balls hang in the middle?Do they fall when you fiddle? Do they break with a diddle?Do they remind you of a riddle?
Do they hide when you mingle,Or hear the sound of a jingle?Do they spread hope anew?Are your balls oh so blue?

Pfffft, what did you think the cat was talking about? Wait, don't answer that with a shout. The blue guy was just getting all ready for the Christmas season. He wanted to know whether your balls are blue for some reason. Noooo, this was not made up by the cat. I would never do that. Hmmm, maybe it has come to pass. I will never tell with my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.