The Wabatat Is Where It's At!

Here we are once more. We are back to that day when Hallmark becomes an attention whore. Lovey dovey this and lovey dovey that. Pffffft is all that is said by the cat.

One whole day.
Wow, go play.
It will make everything great.
Pfffft and I'm a talking plate.

But that you know,
Because given a go.
Also cupid is stupid,
But again, we've done cupid.

This year there is more.
Lucky you came to my shore.
A new love machine is here.
He doesn't wear a diaper over his rear.

That is a big plus.
No PTA nuts will fuss.
It is the Wabatat.
Spreading love no matter where you are at.

How does the Wabatat please?
Why it is a breeze.
It's not hard at all.
He keeps up with this day at every hall.

The Wabatat is hairy.
He is rather scary.
A nose redder than a cherry.
And I mean everything is hairy.

Wears a toga.
Is good at yoga.
Can bend and scoop.
I'd love if he'd clean my poop.

But he has a power.
He can create a love shower.
You just have to be ready,
Then love will come steady.

Are you ready for it?
Don't throw a fit.
He'll be on time.
No mountains to climb.

The Wabatat just spit on you.
Yep, that wasn't rain at your zoo.
You were covered in love's spit.
Now for the next 23 hours, 26 minutes and 45 seconds you will have a love fit.

Wow, love by spit. Now that will be a hit. I better patent that for next year. The Wabatat may take on diaper covered rear. Don't you love the magic of the day? Even a Wabatat can come out to play. Care for some Wabatat spit? I know you'll love it. Hmm, maybe you're better off finding love by eating grass? Sure beats, not really, my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.