Friday, November 24, 2017

Modeling It After A Hit!

Oh look, that blog is a hit. I have to copy it. Yeah, that will be the way to fortune and fame or whatever else out there that is lame. Hmm making fun? I guess I'm copying myself so far with this run.

The perfect way,
Came to play.
Perfect when done,
With what was spun.

So you try.
Bat an eye.
Copy the thing.
Expect the bling.

Copy a car site,
To your site of bite.
As in dental stuff.
Can't get enough.

Copy a food site,
With one for a flashlight.
Yep, you saw the light,
And went blind on sight.

Copy a social media site.
Have another 50 take flight.
Those will sure be a hit.
Hmmm they didn't do shit?

Copy a pet site.
Have humans flying a kite.
That will so work.
People will think it a perk.

Copy a law site.
Whoops, lawsuit took flight.
You sure didn't get far.
Better off copying the car.

Copy a travel site.
Make it for fitness might.
That will fly away overnight.
And I'm a unicorn at my site.

Copy a rhyming nut.
Can't rhyme so you show smut.
Yep, that will end well.
Hey, some find smut swell.

The perfect way,
Now not so perfect a display.
Flip and flopped,
As the copycat was cropped.

Ever see sites try and copy you? I've seen some copy another zoo. You can see it with sites, products, movies, this, that and the other thing. The copycats are all about the cha-ching. Which in the end makes most trash, leaving you with a bad rash. I'll stick with my non copycat sass and just be an original little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Private Viewing Leads To Stewing!

The cat is oh so private at our sea. You know pulling armpit hair brings me glee. That is the best knowledge out there. You even know I run around bare. Hmm maybe I should rethink that. I guess I'm not a private cat.

What the fluck?
Says the duck.
We're birds of a feather.
We stick together.

I'm with you.
Right in view.
You're with me.
Come and see.

See and view.
View times two.
It's a repeat.
Isn't that neat?

Look at the hits.
They aren't the pits.
They are the best.
Go away, you pest.

I'm private at my sea.
This is no place for thee.
Privacy is all mine.
Can't you read the sign?

It's right there.
Yeah, I'm standing bare.
But it's right in the back.
See? Privacy at my shack.

So I posted it.
Who gives a shit?
I'm private anyway.
Turn your eyes away.

It's not there for you.
It's for others to view.
Oh look, another hit.
I'll be back in a bit.

Today I did this.
This you can't miss.
Look at me in view.
It is me and you.

What was that?
Don't be a dingbat.
That isn't for you.
I'm private even with my 10,000th view.

Ever meet such a "private" nut? They are in such a private rut, but they post everything online. Yeah, there is a conundrum that won't align. I wonder why? Nah, no wondering for this guy. Drama is all such "private" nuts bring to pass. You can be sure I'll remain a non-private little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Don't Breathe The Air It's Only Fair!

The cat likes to shake his head as he curls up in a nice comfy bed. Humans sure make it shake a bunch as they are really out to lunch. Like the dumpster diving type of lunch. Watch what it is you crunch.

Look at me.
I'm so great.
I've got a knee.
Just like you, mate.

Look at you.
You're so bad.
You need to use the loo,
Not unlike my pad.

We're both tall.
That is a win.
But damn it all,
Being short isn't a sin.

Oh wait a minute there.
They're oh so short.
And look, he has hair.
Something we can't abort.

Together we've banded.
We're both the best.
Oh no, you're left handed.
You failed the test.

Back to great me.
Until I saw you.
You have two eyes to see.
I also have two.

What? You can't drive?
How insane is that.
Together we don't jive.
In life you fall flat.

I'm in the right.
You are too tall.
You need some sunlight.
You have a low-tier job at the mall.

You are black.
You are old.
Intelligence you lack.
On the wrong religion you've been sold.

Look at me.
I'm so great.
I have another knee,
Just like you, mate.

Don't you love how humans go for the differences and then run away? Like being old or tall or super short is a scary display. Better watch what air you breathe too. One of those tall people may be breathing beside you. Yet everyone breathes, eats, has knees and shits. Somehow humans magically forget such bits. Maybe similarities are a better way to go? All humans can sure stub a toe. Oh no, I related humans of every class. I better now go hide from those with pitchforks coming for my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

A Pet Kinda Day Here At Play!

The cat is a pet, that is a safe bet. Or maybe it's Pat. Could be a safer bet where you are at. We have him trained well. Such training sure is swell. No peeves about it. Wait, what is that shit?

A Pet Peeve.
It won't leave.
It peeves you.
It's a pet too?

Did you peeve a pet?
Were your peeve needs not met?
Or were your pet needs screwed?
So peeve made it rude?

Did you dislike pee?
Now you went and added a ve?
Sounds better than pee?
Why not just use piss at your sea?

Could even you tinkle.
That won't make eyes wrinkle.
Penis is a nasty word though.
I said it....oh no!

Pffft said breast too.
What you gonna do?
Gonna can annoy as well.
Wow, this is going to hell.

May as well throw in 666.
Maybe some reboot flicks.
Have politics and religion at play,
And I can call it a day.

Pet peeved all.
I'm having a ball.
Grammar nazis and word haters.
Whelmed won't be such gators.

I'm name calling now.
Don't have a cow.
Crocodile I could have said.
But there the rhyme wasn't led.

Are you pet peeved?
All dressed up and long sleeved?
Is that to house the pet?
Are you ready to fret?

Peeved and petted.
Off you jetted.
Or maybe you just walked.
Those peeves are sure stocked.

So why would you want to have something as a pet you hate? My, you humans are so first rate. Let's keep something around that we dislike instead of making it take a hike. Such great logic there. I'll hold onto it at my lair. It may make you do the opposite of purr but at least it doesn't shed fur. Any pet peeves at your sea? Do you pet them with glee? I think I'll bury such pets in the grass and prevent them from clinging to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Monday, November 20, 2017

And That Makes Three As Another Max Blizzard Comes To Be!

Pat has another non-rhyming novel ready to go. I guess I can let it show. For it is the last one in the planned trilogy that he started a while ago. The cat will now show and stop with the flow.

Max Blizzard's life had grown complicated over the years due to his increasing power and the losses he suffered. At the urging of Merlin, King Arthur, and his many friends, Max forced himself to join the festivities marking his accomplishments for another year. But unlike previous years, this time old foes return for vengeance. Now Max and his friends, Lester and Trudesile, must once again wage a war that could lead to the destruction of the realms if they fail.

It soon becomes a race against time as they attempt to collect the pieces of the Scroll of Fate before Adam can retrieve them. With secrets of the past lingering over all of them thanks to God's mistake, they now must face their own past and the many odds stacked against them.

Join in on the conclusion of Max's adventure as friends align and foes return while they travel to the far reaches of the realms. Together they will attempt to keep fate their own and stop plans put in place long ago by a force greater than anything they have ever faced. Journey to Atlantis, Earth, Avalon, and more while Max and all the other heroes attempt to show fate that they control the outcome, no matter the cost.

And there we are. A trilogy done at our sand bar. That is the first one I've finished that has been released. Another is done but releasing hasn't ceased. Then just 3 more in my 12 book series to do and all series' are through. I'm sure more will start. But we'll wait to fill up a new cart. And so another novel has come to pass from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Sunday, November 19, 2017

A Recommend Backwards Trend!

The cat is going to recommend things for you today. They are oh so great for any bay. They will be the best thing ever. You should bow down to the feline after this endeavor.

I recommend fried squirrel.
Go ahead and give it a whirl.
It is the best there is,
In the food land biz.

I recommend a Corvette.
It is a safe bet.
You can go miles in it.
You will be a hit.

I recommend traveling by horse and buggy.
Your luggage it can umm luggy.
It is by far the best.
I passes any test.

I recommend working for trees.
They are the bees knees.
Bamboo would be top notch.
Who cares if you can't afford scotch.

I recommend joining a zoo.
Anywhere can be your loo.
You can stay in a cage,
Expressing your rage.

I recommend fishing with cheese.
Do it while the waters start to freeze.
You'll get the best catch then.
You'll be the talk of all men.

I recommend biting your chair.
Show it who's boss at your lair.
Teeth marks will always show.
What do chairs know?

I recommend Chinese healing.
It is so revealing.
You'll see rainbow lights.
Or maybe some other strange sights.

I recommend jumping in the road.
Do it with a truck carrying a heavy load.
You'll believe you can fly.
You might not even die.

I recommend you ignore me.
Unless you want a bamboo tree.
That may hold a squirrel as well.
This just went straight to hell.

Every get a recommendation from someone who didn't know what in the hell they were talking about? They act like they/it are the greatest thing since fried trout. Is fried trout great? Beats me, can't have that on our plate. Why recommend something or someone when you only heard about it/them in passing? That is just asking for some sassing. That of course I'll give with no class. No need to recommend a thing to get it from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

A Voice Shake Causes A Headache!

It would amuse the cat if it didn't cause headaches where we are at. Ugg is all the cat can say. I have to hide under the bed until they go away. Humans with a big yap sure can flap.

How are you today?
I'm fine with what I say.
I'm oh so great.
I'm great too, mate.

I'm the best.
I beat the rest.
Don't you hear me?
Look and see!

I was lucky.
I'm just ducky.
I'm the best.
I beat the rest.

I have done this.
This you can't miss.
This you won't miss.
On you I piss.

I'm here, I'm here.
Hear my cheer.
I'm the best, the best.
A repeat fest.

Hear me speak.
I am a freak.
As repeat one.
Same tale is spun.

I'm the best.
Don't be a pest.
Listen to my voice.
I'll give you no choice.



How are you today?
Hear what everyone has to say.

Did you get a headache from that? Don't blame the cat. Uggg is all I can do when you get yappy people together by the few. This person talks while that person talks and then it sounds like a bunch of squawks. Ever try talking over another out there? Can raise the volume at ones lair. It is an easy way to make the cat run away. Pffft to joining any headache creating fray. I would only stay to give them sass, otherwise, I skedaddle away with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall. 

Friday, November 17, 2017

Just About There Without A Care!

So the cat was napping as Pat was flapping. Actually he may have been swearing a bit, annoyed with some twit. Considering he'd be done on the fly, the cat can see why.

My part's done.
Done like I said.
Now back to fun.
Rest my head in bed.

Wait to complete.
Wait on a twit.
My patience left in defeat,
By such a lazy shit.

Two weeks it will take.
No problem at all.
It's a piece of cake,
After that give a calll.

Oh, I was away.
I forgot about that.
I'll start today.
I'll have it done, stat.

Two weeks more.
I'm almost there.
This is such a chore.
Why the hateful glare?

It's done by me.
Aren't you happy?
I forgot to call thee?
Damn, you are flappy.

I'm out today.
But I'll get it to you.
Just go and play.
It will come through.

My secretary will call.
She does that well.
Oh damn it all,
This week's been hell.

Here you are.
I said it was done.
It's all on par,
Boy, was it a ton.

Worked me to the bone.
Enough that I need a break.
Well, I'll leave you alone.
It was a piece of cake.

Pfffffffffffffft don't you love waiting on another to get something done? Especially when you could have had it 1000 times over already spun. Add to it that they are a lazy twit and Pat may talk to them with such words like shit. But that is the breaks when working with another to get crap done. The other sure gave a whiny tale that was spun. Another reason group work in school sucked a ton. There was always one. Love group work in work or class? It was always hated by my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Thursday, November 16, 2017

Taking Hold Of The Old!

The cat and all of you have sure heard it a time or two. More like a thousand times at least. On it humans seem to feast. A feast of words that is with this old biz. Time to go to school. Isn't that cool?

Happened last year.
Whether thing or gear.
Clothes or act.
Fiction or fact.

No matter the case.
It you must embrace.
So put a smile on your face,
And become an ace.

Wow, that was cool.
You went old school.
I am sure impressed,
With how you dressed.

What a fool.
They went old school.
Didn't they hear,
That it was so last year?

A handy tool.
It was cool.
But it's in the pool,
Of, you guessed it, old school!

Aged some well.
What the hell.
It is so old.
Schooled some bold.

Schooled and aged.
Old's been paged.
And some it comes.
Old school chums.

That's so old school.
You aren't cool.
Who uses chums?
Maybe just rhyming bums?

Typed it seconds ago.
But it's old school you know.
You can't escape that.
You chewed that fat.

No staying whelmed.
Old school is helmed.
When it's no longer new.
Old school is true.

When does something become old school? When it makes one a fool? How does it become school? Was there a school for that handy tool? Is that where it came from? Some school by a chum? Damn, I went old school once more. Chum is so old school at my shore. Do you let old school come to pass? Anything you do that gets old school sass? Maybe I'll ask my old school singing bass. He may answer my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Two For Two With A Grump In View!

The cat was sitting with Cassie, almost knocking off the lassie, when she decided to visit another pest. I don't mind him but she likes him best. We are a pair so I followed her to the downstairs lair.

Asleep at last.
Double the cast.
Oops, there she goes.
Why, who knows?

Down the stairs with a thud.
All to visit her bud.
He likes to pose too. 
A suck up through and through.

Uh oh. Cranky is watching.
Better start hop scotching. 
She was invaded by the black guy.
 She hates all cats on the fly.

So he sticks out his tongue,
As she pops a lung.
Yeah, she growls a bit.
I usually just give her a hit.

See? She is eyeing me.
That tail in the air with no glee.
 Sit could squash me though.
A rather hefty foe.

Oh, try two as one.
Black guy is tempting fate a ton. 
She got her grump on.
A fight may dawn.

Or a stuck up head.
What? He's on her bed?
Oh, that is such a shame.
One grumpy and prissy dame.

She's had enough.
Wants to get rough.
Here comes the grump.
Watch out for the plump.

The fight begins.
But who wins?
Our money was on the fat one. 
But away we did run.

We had to show them how it was done.
 This is a two for one.
Of course I take up more space.
And only Cassie is allowed to show her face.

Can you work as a pair? Are you a grump that is plump with lots of hair? That may be a bad fate. Of course you could squash anyone you hate. That fat lass hates a ton. But I can still make her jiggle and run. I'll stick with only being paired with Cass. It works so much better that way for my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Taking In For A Spin!

We aren't going anywhere today. Here is where we stay. Will you write the rhyme for me? I can't do it today at my sea. I just want to sleep and eat. Oh and yes, you must make me my breakfast, lunch, and supper treat.

Staying in.
Such a win.
Doing nadda.
Don't yadda yadda yadda.

I can't hear it.
Not one bit.
I'll sulk if you speak.
You are the freak.

Now get me food.
Don't be rude.
I'm staying in my room.
Sweep the floor with a broom.

Those crumbs won't go.
You are so slow.
I have a bill for you to pay.
Pay it so I have a nice day.

Don't forget to wash my clothes.
I need socks over my toes.
I can't have cold feet.
I'd also like something else to eat.

Nah, can't work that job.
I hate that guy named Bob.
Plus I don't want to work there.
I have excuses to spare.

You have money.
Let's keep all sunny.
I'll stay in my room,
You go get that broom.

You had me.
Kids aren't free.
I'm proving that.
Don't be a dingbat.

This is my space.
You may pay for the place,
But this is all mine.
When is it time to dine?

Now I need rest.
Lying here all day is the best.
You also made me pout.
Those things sure wear you out.

Do you know anyone like that? Sadly, we do where we are at. There is nothing wrong with being a hermit in our book, but doing absolutely nothing and having "mommy" pay all your bills at your nook? Yeah, no thanks. Wake up call will be when that bank tanks. Help and taking advantage are two different things. They must have some worn out mattress springs. I'd boot them to the curb if such a person ever tried to trespass. No one will be mooching off my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Monday, November 13, 2017

Guillible Much? Just A Touch!

The cat may not walk on two legs like you human crew but brains cells I seem to have more than a few. Who says I tried to eat a tack? Nah, I won't take that back. Gullible many are and not even drunk at a bar.

Gullible is at play.
A cat having its say.
You believe me, right?
I can also fly a kite.

Oh look at that.
A kite flying cat.
That means a cat has wings.
Yeah, you are nuts, among other things.

A horse gave a man a lift.
Boy, are you humans swift.
The explanation is a centaur was born.
And there is a bird in my car horn.

A person fell from the sky.
Oh me, oh my.
They are from above.
Give them much love.

They never climbed a tree.
They weren't up where you couldn't see.
They didn't accidentally fall.
Nope, from some alien hall.

A lizard burped beside fire.
The fire didn't expire.
Wow, dragons are born.
Should I even bother with the unicorn?

A horse had a stick on its head.
Woke up with it from bed.
It was wet and shined.
Unicorns then aligned.

A black cat came by.
It is hard on the eye.
Oh, I stubbed my little toe.
Such back luck for them to show.

666 is here.
Run in fear.
Numbers made by man.
Someone wasn't a fan.

I farted out gas.
It was quite the mass.
It showed up in the sky.
A UFO upon high.

Pffft gullible humans through the ages. And guess what? It still rages. Believing everything because it is on TV. Wowweeee now that is something to see. Adding flare makes ratings rise. Don't you love being soooo wise? I think I just saw a centaur walk by. Oh wait, it was a dog with some guy. I guess that would be a humamutt. Wow, now there is one to make the cut. Are you a gullible lad or lass? If so, come buy a humamutt for $18,000 a pop from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Sunday, November 12, 2017

The Dissection Of Inspection!

The cat gave a cheer the other day as he didn't have to pay. Or rather Pat did it. What do I care about that money shit? All came back clear when the car's safety inspection came near.

Done the inspection.
Went through the collection.
There was no detection.
Not one single rejection.

No need for a selection.
No need for any protection.
You won't hear any objection,
For your car passed the inspection.

Out in a parking section,
Came upon a new inspection.
An inspection toward my direction,
Questioning the first inspection.

Look past the midsection.
Your tires need some affection.
At least an air injection.
They should have caused a rejection.

You sure need a correction,
Over that safety inspection.
An accident will make a connection,
And insurance will give a deflection.

Need more than disinfection.
At least to my recollection.
I'd demand a reelection.
Or a new stage direction.

Bust at an intersection,
Whoops, to that interjection.
Would cost even more from a non-detection.
But will cause no insurrection.

We will fix the whole section.
We did so good with your inspection.
You'll never make the connection.
As we didn't give you a rejection.

That place has no affection.
They missed the detection.
Lazy sobs in that direction.
Just giving a deflection.

But at least a stupid inspection,
Beats another non detection.
A urinary tract infection,
Would sure be rough on an erection.

Ever go through that? Stupid mechanic where you are at? Oh yeah, it passes with ease. Nothing in your car is wrong and away you can breeze. Whoops, the tires are pretty much done. Yeah, but we passed them as they run. Though you'd get away with no cash. Whoops, back to us we want you to dash. Pffft they can suck on the gas that comes out my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Saturday, November 11, 2017

A Wordless Day At My Bay!

.....umm.....ummm...didn't I ruin it already? For in the titles words came steady. Whoops, just proved wordless wrong. Shhh don't tell the others as they still play along.

A wordless Wednesday,
Has come to play.
Here on a Saturday,
Hiding from the Wednesday fray.

But words were used.
Used and fused.
The title is still words.
Confusing the birds?

Cannibals like to eat.
They sure like to eat meat.
Comedians like to be funny.
Funny to take your money.

Comedians are still meat.
Cannibals still think them sweet?
Or do they taste funny?
Ask the Easter Bunny?

How can the Lone Ranger be Lone?
Yes, he didn't have a phone.
But he had Tonto, even if it was Depp.
Does Tonto not have enough pep?

If money doesn't grow on trees,
Paying us whenever we please,
Why do banks have branches?
Maybe such trees are on far away ranches?

Wrestle or Box.
Chase some guy named Fox.
The ring is square.
Hmm, something off there?

If marriage means you fall in love,
Thanking all Heaven above.
Does divorce mean you climbed out?
That may make one pout.

Time to go to the rink,
Or whatever sporting event you think.
You are sitting in the stands.
Shouldn't they be called sits across the lands?

If love is blind,
So says mankind,
How come sex toys sell well?
Blind would make for a very tough sell.

Got your mind working today? The cat has many questions at play. Are you stuck in confused mode now? Did any make you think wow? The cat can have plenty more come to pass, but you were made to think enough for one day by my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Friday, November 10, 2017

It's Free For Thee!

We know free is never free as we've been there at our sea. Well unless you steal then you may get a deal. A plea deal that is with your thief biz. But then you'll have lots with your jailhouse cots. That sure spun around. Are you confused as to what will be found?

Back on time.
Turned on a dime.
Around the clock.
Humans do rock.

Can't leave it alone.
Changes at the tone.
But we've been there.
Said that double at my lair.

Hey, it's my time.
So I dropped the dime.
That would be twenty cents.
Won't pay any rents.

I can do math too.
Doesn't that impress you?
Hey, it's my time.
Like your time reading this rhyme.

Or are you a skimmer?
That brain grow dimmer?
Not in your prime.
Either way it's your time.

Doing something though.
Yep, here at my show.
You sure are doing it.
Reading my quick wit.

Witty and free.
In the place to be.
I stole Blue's line.
He may curse the feline.

But he did it on his time.
Maybe even sucking a lime.
Now we're back to doing.
Are you already shooing?

Shooing the confusion away,
Can make for a fun day.
But doing you still are,
Whether near or afar.

Figure it out?
Both words are about.
Time and free.
I've taken up the free time of thee.

Is time ever free? Always doing something at your sea. Even if thinking or sleeping it is something to do. Time is being used by you. Maybe wasted and maybe free? Beats the heck out of me. I am asking thee. Can time be free? In your free time you can contemplate that from a rhyming cat. Hmm or maybe ask the singing bass. He only sings to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Thursday, November 9, 2017

The Inquire To Require!

The cat has a list for you today. A list that you must obey. If you don't you'll have to go. Maybe go play with a crow? The crow can't rhyme. That may be a crime.

Requirements to stay.
A law to obey.
Can't break or bend.
Can't buck the trend.

You are required to.
Simple at my zoo.
Requirements are to require.
Hmm did that backfire?

Is your brain confused?
Do you feel abused?
That I may require,
As it shall never expire.

I require even more.
Requirements to require gets an encore.
A double requirement dose.
Don't go comatose.

Now you must not rust.
Yep, no rust or it's bust.
That requirement is a must.
And you can't have dust.

You must use windows 10.
Yeah, you heard it at my den.
You need to use that crap.
It's a requirement to flap.

You need a $15,000 laptop.
The cream of the crop.
Can't have any cheapos here.
I'm a regal rhyming rear.

You must be of a certain age.
If not, flip the page.
I require you to do so.
Can't be too high or too low.

Also you must be PC.
That is the way to be.
I require it of you.
There is no swearing too.

I require to inspire.
Inspire to require.
This is about to expire.
I think my pants are on fire.

If you believe any of that I require, I've got a bridge to sell that I just set on fire. I'm a liar liar. Don't you love the nonsense some require? I think they lost the meaning of the word. Some requirements are so stupid and absurd. They sure aren't required at all to do whatever it is at ones hall. But they want you to spend cash in mass. Pfffft all they'll get is used litter from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

The Thirst Of The First!

A thirst for first or you may burst. Burst into what? Beats this nut. But first is given a go. Burned into the mind at ones show. If one has a brain to recall it. Some are rather a umm forgetful dimwit.

It's my first time.
My first time to rhyme.
Rhyme and rhyme.
Not in my prime.

Whoops, I lied.
More have taken a ride.
2500 before to be exact.
I worked that in with tact.

Prime has taken.
More are bakin.
I'm not fakin.
Sure not forsaken.

But it was first.
First is the worst.
Or is it the best?
First is the pest.

Damn it all.
First took the call.
It has to be best.
It beats the rest.

Screw time 500 or 2.
They may have came due.
They aren't as great as one.
One was truly great when done.

No matter what it is.
From dates to book biz.
The first is the best.
The rest are all a pest.

The first is more caring.
It may be more daring.
The first has you set.
The first is the best bet.

It is easy to do.
First time you screw.
Yeah that was the best.
Created the nest?

First can't be bested.
That rule has been tested.
First is in your head.
All others are put to bed.

Are you a first time nut? In a first is always the best rut? Sometimes that may be true and sometimes time 45,675,755 may be best at your zoo. But significance is only given to first. Can't let that bubble burst. Is this the first time you heard first sass? Sass sure isn't a first for my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

A Little Rhyme I Wrote Note For Note!

The cat will get you all happy today. At least I may go that way. Maybe I won't though. That you should already know. I may even confuse. Either way, I'll surely amuse. Myself at least. I'm such an annoying beast.

A little rhyme I wrote.
It started with a note.
It has a happy vote.
All in the same boat.

Happy, happy, happy.
You can't be sappy.
Nope, not one bit.
Happy, happy, happy is it.

Positive thinking wins.
Even with some sins.
Think positive in the end.
Then go around the bend.

It helps you out.
No need to shout.
Happy is just the way.
Happy you will stay.

It's a way of life.
There is no need for strife.
Happy will get you through.
No need to be blue.

Forget what you eat.
Forget that sugary treat.
Forget exercising at all.
Forget ever standing tall.

Just be happy.
All will stay snappy.
Sappy is in the boathouse.
Even if you have a cheating spouse.

Happiness keeps you alive.
You will always survive.
There is no need to do anything.
Just stay happy and sing.

Forget your driving.
Forget skydiving.
Forget running with a knife.
Just be happy all your life.

It will be long.
Your life will be strong.
That is such a happy note.
So ends the rhyme I wrote.

Aren't you all happy now? Can't being happy just wow? Pffffffffffft to it at my sea. Some think all they need is a happy spree. Happy won't let you survive if you do nothing else to stay alive. But at least such nuts will die happy, all happy and yappy. Positive thinking can help some out that need it. Although you have to do more than be happy and sit. Otherwise you're walking on glass, which, may or may not, have just gotten smashed by my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Monday, November 6, 2017

It's A Steal With Today's Big Reveal!

I am going to reveal all today. Yep, I'm already a nude cat at my bay. But there is so much more to reveal. So many secrets that this will be a HUGE deal. Get ready at your sea. Here are some revealing tips for thee.

Get ready one.
Get ready all.
Reveals have spun,
Here on my wall.

The Earth is round.
Wowee, so true.
I'm so profound,
Revealing it to you.

Grass is green.
But it can turn brown.
You are now serene.
You'll never again frown.

Bills come due.
Now that is surprising.
I bet you never knew,
They needed no revising.

Ribbons make bows.
There she blows.
It was so on the nose,
You'll tell the crows.

Phones can call.
They even let you speak.
Call anyone at all.
Especially if up shit creek.

Cars still need gas.
Unless electric you go.
What came to pass?
Two for one at my show.

Posters hang on the wall.
Damn, I'm a roll.
I should make one at my hall,
About this revealing stroll.

Doors open up.
They close as well.
Don't spill your cup.
I know my revealing is swell.

All are on the letter.
Signed and sealed.
Nothing could be better,
Than what's been revealed.

Aren't you so happy now? I revealed such things that wow. That has to make your day. I had these secrets buried in my litter tray. Pfffffffffft most of these so called revealing facts all over the net are common sense to even the average house pet. But they are ohhhhh so revealing because they were said by...who cares. I just revealed clickbait reveals things to get stares. Anything revealing you want to tell the blogland mass? Feel free and reveal it to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Don't Fade On The Trade!

The cat has something for you today. I wonder what you'll give me for it at my bay. I am open to all options from you. Give it a go to see what comes due. It is the best. Better than all the rest.

Here is the trade.
In depths we wade.
What will you give?
It helps you live.

You'll trade cash?
I'll make a dash.
Whoops, not worth that.
Your trade is scat.

You'll give a car?
My, that will go far.
Nah, mine is worth more.
No trading at my shore.

You'll give a house?
Doesn't even have a mouse.
That sure sounds like a deal.
Nah, that trade I don't feel.

You'll give them all?
That is your last call?
What a great trade.
Whoops, that one will fade.

Mine is worth more.
Now go out the door.
Yours is worth so much less.
That I can confess.

Now what will you give?
It helps you live.
It is the best.
Will impress your guest.

So offer away.
Will you pay?
One million for it?
Now that is a hit.

But mine is still worth more.
So much more at my shore.
I can't take that.
Your deal is scat.

What will you trade?
It is a great can of Raid.
It will numb your tongue.
May even pop a lung.

Don't you want to trade? It is such a great can of Raid. Pffffft to stupid trading nuts. Theirs is always worth more than yours even if it is a pile of crap from mutts. Ever notice that? Yep, even when it is scat. They want the best trade as into such waters they wade. Good thing we avoid such a pass. I'll stay a non-trading little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Putting The Brakes On The Fakes!

A fake time has come due. I am taking a break at my zoo. I sooooo need it. Yep, every little bit. I just took a break last week. But I still need one at my creek. Do you believe the cat? Pfft we say to that.

Time for a break.
A break I can take.
Life is so rough.
That nothing to say stuff.

So it is time.
Break in its prime.
Breaks at the ready.
A break will come steady.

A study break.
A 55 I'll make.
That is fine.
A break is divine.

A work break.
I'm out on the lake.
Whoops, I got fired.
Bah, elsewhere I'll get hired.

A pee break.
Yeah, that I should take.
Otherwise could leave a mess.
Break more, not less.

A life break.
Umm how do you partake?
Do you go and drop dead?
That will clear thoughts from your head.

A kid break.
Drown them in the lake?
You'll get a break that way.
The slammer is where you'll stay.

An up break.
Down got the stake.
Break up or break down.
My, sure not whelmed with that frown.

A clean break.
My OCD would make.
May even bake a cake.
Food poisoning would give all a break.

Them are the breaks.
Multiples like rakes.
The pointy things I mean.
At least breaks can be clean.

You sure need breaks a ton. No wonder nothing ever gets done. All you do is take a break. Can't put the brakes on that when you're awake. Sleeping must be so rough. Oh yeah, and that I have nothing to say stuff. Do you break more than work in the day? If yes, the cat may make fun at his bay. I think I'm breaking up now with this pass. I better hang up before you lose my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Friday, November 3, 2017

A Leaky Boat With No Goat!

What was that? Goats can't help where they are at? Bah, the cat already did a book on that. Hmm, shameless plug from the cat. How about that? Hey, thoughts are just a leaking out with each repeat that stat.

Sprung a leak.
Down the creek.
Or up the creek.
You still have a leak.

Plug the leak.
Not at its peak.
No need to freak.
Please don't shriek.

Wait a week.
A brand new leak.
Two makes a streak,
As in the leaks sneak.

Plug the new leak.
You swear in Greek.
Re-plug the old leak,
You still don't shriek.

Wait a week.
A brand new leak.
Now this is a streak.
Weren't we up this creek?

Plug the new leak.
You swear in Greek.
Re-plug each old leak.
What's with repeat speak?

Wait a week.
A brand new leak.
Now you squeak.
Fearing taking a peek.

But you're so meek.
So you plug the leak.
The leak doesn't tweak.
Its strength is weak.

Week by week,
Comes the leak.
Weaker by the week.
Taking it on the cheek.

The leak is bleak.
It reached its peak.
Now you can shriek,
As you're up shit creek.

Aren't you glad all you did was plug the leak instead of making like a geek? By geek I mean fixing the leak and not just plugging it with no tweak. A patch may work for a squeak but eventually that becomes a shriek. We aren't just talking about boats that leak. But I'm sure you got that at my creek. Life can have leaks in mass. Not just boats or the gas that leaks out my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Round Sixty Two Comes To You!

Slowly they still trickle in as they take a search engine for a spin. I guess the nuts died off maybe? We can only hope at out sea. But they provide a post here and there, so here are a few more with no brains to spare.

nic cage eagle head

Is he still talked about? When last did he put something decent out?

it halloween time so here a rhyme

Halloween is over
For you me and rover.
Now if you want some candy,
You better have cash handy.

singing cat oct 2016 hoo

We don't sing. Not in October or spring.

tickwatch kickstarter

Ummm okay. I'll send you my email if you'd like to donate my way.

just a little thick

A chubby chaser are you? Everyone needs love at their zoo.

rosie o'donnell whip dominatrix 

Hmm, I may take that back. Not everyone in the human pack.

cassie cat walks first time

She walked when she came. You are rather lame.

no fun at all in a rhyme rar

Well if you could spell maybe some fun would dwell.

only a fart apart

Gas sets all apart. You can take that to heart.

elsi mopin

Old one eye is crying? Damn, Canadians at her beach she must be spying.

blicky blick

Don't like old one eye? Yeah, her scary view can make some cry.

Pat on my knee

Pat gets a ride? I think he'll hide.

you only jump now

Jump to where? Do you jump fair?

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Ummm errr, okay. Who typed that long ass thing out at their bay?

And the winner of today sure likes to play. Not sure anyone would want to join in. But then again, a few may want to give it a spin. You may not want to say so though if your answer isn't no.

play with my tallywhacker game

So many rules could come into play. I'll stick with being snip snip at my bay. No rules to follow at all there. The cat can run around without a care. And so another round has come to pass with the search engine nuts who find my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

A Little Drop To The Insecure Crop!

It rains it pours,
Has taken tours.
Is it true? 
Maybe with the boo hoo.

Not weather though.
Sorry, don't flow.
A little drizzle.
Out it will fizzle.

Then comes the sun.
Can shine on anyone.
Up it will sizzle.
Goodbye to the drizzle.

Evaporation is key.
It was for dino pee.
It is for drizzle too.
Even that from you.

Evaporate and gone.
Used later on the lawn.
Something good of it.
Until it grows a bit.

Then you have to mow.
Ninja Wannabe goes, oh no.
Growing from drizzle.
And after the fizzle.

How can that be?
Grows like a tree.
Growth of life.
Free from strife.

It isn't true.
Boo hoo, boo hoo.
Pouring now.
Having a cow.

The cow gets a drink.
Not brought to the brink.
Positive there.
If you're aware.

Rains it pours?
Pfft to such tours.
Pours if let it come.
Either way, always helps some.

Who knew that would come from rain? Or the boo hoo of pain. Letting it evaporate can save the day and keep the pouring away. Do you let it pour or take a new tour? Ever think you are drinking dino pee? Look, insecurities gone from disgust I just gave to thee. I think I'll go water the grass. The only love it gets is what comes out the opposite side of my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Behind The Hedge Brings The Edge!

What could it be? Could it be a tree? What's behind the hedge? Maybe a ledge. You could fall off. That may make you scoff. But what's really back there? Don't you have to know at your lair?

What is it?
What will happen?
Holy shit!
You start flappin.

Or another.
Or a new word.
Maybe your mother,
All is absurd.

You didn't see.
You didn't guess.
How can that be.
Look at that dress.

It's so shiny.
It's so new.
Wow, it went tiny.
Can that be true?

You wait and watch.
Or watch and wait.
Grab that scotch.
Await the fate.

You finally see.
You finally gasp.
It came to be.
You loosen your grasp.

But you're still sitting.
Maybe even lying.
Maybe the gym you're hitting,
And a TV you're spying.

Poses galore.
Poses and more.
Poses of lore?
Whoops, no encore.

In the middle.
Leaned on back.
Lying with a fiddle,
Gutter gets no flack.

But what aren't you?
Not on the edge.
No matter the view,
That's behind the hedge.

Is the cat wrong? Do you sit on the edge of your seat like a ding dong? You actually sit up from the couch or recliner and watch the TV like a hobo eyes food at a diner? Do you really go to the edge? Is that an honest pledge? That would make humans move in mass. They seem far too lazy for that to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Monday, October 30, 2017

A Happening What Kind Of Rut!

There are some good ruts too, most everything can be a flip flop at ones zoo. But been down that road. New streets need to be entered into rhyme mode. LRA we could call it. If you don't get that you haven't been around more than a bit.

What would happen if,
One didn't throw a tiff?
Instead they took a breath,
Realizing a different opinion doesn't mean death.

What would happen if,
One didn't board a skiff?
They decided not to run away,
And deal with things here today.

What would happen if,
One didn't take a whiff?
Realizing the manure of those flowers,
Are as hollow as Trump Towers.

What would happen if.
One didn't allow a riff?
Instead they talked it through,
With no, all the blames on you.

What would happen if,
One didn't follow lemmingss off a cliff?
They actually learned how to peep,
And broke away from the other sheep.

What would happen if,
One became far less stiff?
They allowed things to bend a bit,
Not thinking everything they did was a hit.

What would happen if,
One took a big long sniff?
Opening their eyes to the smell of shit,
Researching the truth before believing it.

What would happen if,
One didn't act like Biff?
Stopped being an insecure bully,
Embracing difference fully.

What would happen if,
One forgot about the hieroglyph?
Thinking of what is needed today,
Not stuck in the past at their bay.

What would happen if,
One forgot about the spiff?
Instead enjoyed who they are,
Ignoring the advice of a dumb movie star.

The cat has you all questioned out now? Did you know that many rhymes could go with if somehow? So many thoughts to ponder today that your brain may go boom at your bay. That would sure amuse the cat, as long as I was away from any brain splat. Or would that be splatter? Does it matter? More questions coming to pass. They sure flowed in mass. What if this blog were run by Pat or Cass? Yeah, they'd be far more boring than my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

The Best One Of All Spun!

The cat may have to agree with the Halloween Nazi at her sea. Halloween may be the very best. Of the holidays it is the one that is less of a pest. Not following the cat? We'll fix that.

Halloween is here.
The kiddies all cheer.
Many adults shrug.
Treat it like a bug.

A bug the cat eats.
Hey, yearly treats.
Beats once a day.
And no costume at play.

Back to it.
This is such a hit.
Why is that?
Not following the cat?

Don't ask until done.
You take away my fun.
Maybe if I would stay on task,
You wouldn't need to ask.

The best because,
There is little buzz.
No commercials by the ton.
Kids go and have fun.

No meals to be made.
No gifts to buy and trade.
No extended family around.
No forced holiday is found.

Can lock the door.
No kiddies any more.
Turn out the light,
Nothing is a fright.

No decorations in the cold.
No layaway crap on hold.
No carrying in any tree.
No carolers out bothering thee.

No forced displays of love.
No diaper, hopefully, wearing freak flying above.
No bunnies leaving poop, err umm, candy as they hop.
No mess that you need to get the mop.

One night and done.
Isn't that such fun?
No relatives bothering you.
Just a costumed kiddie or two.

Not sure Halloween is a real holiday. No work is off at ones bay. But we'll pretend it is like Hallmark does with that lovey dovey day biz. See why it beats all the rest? It isn't much of a pest. It is easy to do and make go away. Plus no intruders come to stay. That works for I and Cass, as then I won't have to run under the bed with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Stick The Start In Your Heart!

The cat is amazed by those who have no view. Maybe their nose obstructs it at their zoo? That could be the case for some humans here and there. Others may have it so far up a certain place they don't care.

It's the day.
The day of love.
The best at play.
I swear to all above.

Today I get married.
My day is done.
Add $50K to get ferried,
I sure as hell won.

Mine's the best.
Beat all of you.
I passed the test.
The test of who?

It's the day.
The day of writing.
I'm having my say,
My words are igniting.

I've got the first page.
It's so well and good.
People will rant and rage.
Everywhere I'll be understood.

It's so great.
It's so grand.
This is my fate.
Why am I stuck in this sand?

It's the day,
The day I change.
I'll escape the fray,
And maybe rearrange.

I took a step.
A step back.
But I still have pep.
That I never lack.

I good and tried.
Tried to think.
My brain is fried,
It's so hard to blink.

Today is what matters.
Not the whole thing.
Look at those expensive wedding platters,
For years they'll be talking about my bling.

Pfffft says the cat. Long run is where it is at. Yeah, we could croak tomorrow with ease. I could get eaten by giant killer fleas. But the start isn't going to win the day no matter the words or shiny crap on display. A hell of a lot more is going to have to come due. Did the cat make you blue? Do you think all just falls in place and you keep a smile on your face? Pffft hopefully not. The cat may make fun a lot. Anything takes work, not just the start. It may even take work for some to pass a fart. Now the cat's rant has come to pass. I'll start another rant for tomorrow with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Friday, October 27, 2017

Level Life The Strife!

The cat heard a nut go on the other day about leveling up at his bay. Of course we thought it was a videogame. Nope, something far more lame.

Level up.
Fill you cup.
Easy to do.
Life is all you.

Join the parade.
Lie in the shade.
After you level.
Beat the devil.

Go from one to two.
You can be brand new.
Just follow our plan.
All will be your fan.

Did I mention it's free?
There is no fee.
That is if you collect.
Others you can't neglect.

Bring more in.
That is a win.
You won't pay,
Giving them a brighter day.

They'll thank you.
More will come due.
It goes on a slant.
You they'll chant.

Then you'll make three.
That gets a yipeeeeee.
Level three is great.
A magic mushroom trait.

No waggy tail,
Or frog suit fail.
Just a great grin,
Knowing you can win.

But don't hold back.
Grow your pack.
Cheaper by the more.
That deserves an encore.

Get more in.
Fill our tin.
Then one day soon,
You'll be a level four loon.

Yeah, those things still exist. I think those can stay on my never to do list. Stupid pyramid scheme crap. Ever run in to such a lass or chap? They sure can annoy as they pretend to bring you joy. When really they want you under so they can plunder. Don't you want to join now in mass? I'll stick to video games if I want to be a leveling up little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Thursday, October 26, 2017

The Trillion Way Here Today!

The cat was hopping here and there the other day and this came into my vision on display. Sports in a trillion dollar industry a year and millions of people, if not billions, give a cheer. Ra, Ra, Ra like a nut. Let's scream and cheer at my hut.

Sports get played.
Maybe even gets you laid.
Or stuck at third base,
As around the bases you race.

Courts, fields and whatever.
A trillion dollar endeavor.
With that much dough,
A ra ra ra everywhere should be given a go.

Science Expo is up first.
Ra ra ra your burst.
Don't stay whelmed at all.
Shout like they have a basketball.

Our science is right.
We'll be dead tomorrow night.
No, our science is best.
We'll live to pass the test.

Our taxes are top notch.
I'll kick you in the crotch.
Just like some WWE guy,
If you disagree on the fly.

This is the best way.
I'll tax you each day.
The IRS is coming for you.
Watch for the body check to ensue.

My diagnosis is law.
Disagreeing gets the claw.
He has the plague.
This is not at all vague.

No way, you fool.
You are using the wrong tool.
He has the flu.
My words are so true.

This blog post is best.
I beat all the rest.
Don't you dare disagree with me.
But if you do, yell and scream with glee.

Then we'll be trillionaires too.
Buy everything sparkly new.
All from yelling and screaming like a nut.
Enjoy the useless in your rut.

Yelling and screaming may fail if you use that for actual important things at your lair. Or it is used against you. Do you go all sports nut with everything at your zoo? Do you even yell and scream? Whoopdi friggin doo about "your" team. Sorry, it's not yours one bit. Unless you work for it. But been down that road. Are you back in screaming mode? One trillion for playing useless things that most forget anyway. Now that is brilliant at ones bay. Sports have people fooled in mass. I'd like to fool people to the tune of a trillion dollars to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

The Warrant Is Out With This Shout!

The cat will guarantee this post for you. You can count on that at your zoo. There is nothing to fear at all by reading through it at my hall. So go ahead and read at your typical speed.

When you read,
Your eyes do the deed.
Not as fun as other deeds.
But you take care of those needs.

Your eyes then strain,
If they are in pain.
But hopefully that's not true.
If so, glasses may be needed by you.

Then from your eye,
Your brain gives it a try.
You work through the words,
As they come like herds.

Fast or slow,
Damned if I know,
That's on you.
Then you get a clue.

False or true?
Believe my zoo?
Amuse or confuse?
Both I use.

So your brain is thinking.
Your eyes may be winking.
Going through some weird blinking.
To my post you are linking.

You've gone insane.
I over worked your brain.
That is rather sad.
But whoops, too bad.

You didn't read the fine print.
It may have been covered in lint.
But that is still on you.
Now you have bad eyes at your zoo.

Oh, you've been here years?
To that I give cheers.
But whoops, your warranty lapsed.
We don't care if your eyes collapsed.

Oh, you read two posts at once?
Well aren't you a dunce.
That voided it too.
Sorry, your warranty is through.

Hmmm, I guess the cat doesn't warrant anything. Are you mad now at my wing? Don't you love warranties that come to pass? Most have clauses and are worthless junk in mass. But oh, you have it there. It is there to spare. Pffft and then it breaks apart like stepped on glass. I can warrant that from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

A Little Adding To Create Padding!

The cat will help you out today. I will make more sense of things at my bay. A cat helping humans at his sea. That is rather nice of me. Or maybe it is not with the additions brought.

You need to get a grip.
Of an electrified wire.
Feel free to give lip,
If you hair catches fire.

Go piss up a rope.
And let it hit your eye.
Nearby have some soap,
For that's not tears you cry.

No comments from the peanut gallery,
Or I'll give you an allergic reaction.
Then I'll take away your salary,
And leave you in traction.

Were you born on a raft,
Or just in the riverbank?
Either way, you're quite daft.
No go walk the plank.

If I must be Frank,
Or Tom, Dick or Harry,
You smell rather rank,
And you are rather scary.

Damned if you do, damned if you don't,
Or maybe you're just damned.
Take it back I won't,
Even if the door was slammed.

A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush,
Or three in a tree or four in your rafter.
Or maybe five spurting crap from their tush.
That would provide no laughter.

Go pound sand up your ass,
Then stick in a giant plug.
That would hurt in mass.
The sand may even contain a bug.

The road to hell is paved with good intentions,
And the prying eyes of nosey Parkers.
The last gets no mentions,
Watch out for three headed barkers.

In for a penny, in for a pound,
But won't go in just any.
Do you think I a hound,
That goes around to many?

Hmmm, they may be a bit wordy and not stick. Some though are far more threatening and/or ick. Any additions you add to sayings that are used over and over again? I'm sure many have heard a ton at their den. But have you changed or maybe rearranged? I could go on forever with this pass. You humans provide a lot of material to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Monday, October 23, 2017

Sign Up With Me! The First Month's Free!

Get ready to be amazed. You will sure be phased. Phased by a whole lot. You'll want to pay for this plot. And pay and pay and pay. Oh yeah, it's free here today.

Sign up for access.
You can't make a mess.
Get all the great movies here.
"Great" isn't unclear.

We have Adam Sandler with us.
So great you won't fuss.
We have all the great ones.
Look, there are tons.

No, we don't have that.
Nope, that one falls flat.
Nah, those rights were taken.
Okay, maybe we are fakin.

Sign up for the best.
We beat all the rest.
We have everything you'll want.
Even subtitles with great big font.

Oh, we didn't get that one.
Nope, that one was too fun.
Nah, we couldn't buy the rights.
But forget keeping on the lights.

Sign up for even more.
We have so much in store.
You'll never be bored.
Your credit card info will be safely stored.

You'll get shows by the ton.
We've got every single one.
Every single one we could buy.
Whoops, did we tell a white lie?

Sign up because we're new.
We have plenty to view.
I know you heard that before.
But it is true with our encore.

See? Plenty to see.
You can trust me.
Sharknado is on display.
That must truly make your day.

And the first month's free.
Cancel any time at your sea.
Shhh we all still have your credit card.
But canceling isn't very hard.

Don't you love signing up for free? And then they ding and ding and ding thee. To get what you want you have to sign up for ten. May as well pay for cable at your den. Then you got sign ups for this, that and the other thing too. What's a poor credit card to do? Pffft I'll stay entertained by the singing bass. He is much cheaper for my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Is This Really A Post At My Coast?

Yep, I'm really asking you that. Did you just read the words of the cat? So is this a post? Maybe it's a weenie roast. I don't have one of those. The vet went snip snip and there she goes.

Are you working?
Nah, I'm jerking.
Did I just go gutter?
Did it make you stutter?

Are you painting?
Nah, I'm fainting.
Fainting with a brush in hand.
My, isn't fainting grand.

Are you walking?
Nah, I'm gawking.
Gawking at an idiot now.
Look at you. Wow!

Are you sleeping?
Nah, I'm house keeping.
Under the covers I go.
It is so productive you know.

Are you showering?
Nah, I'm cowering.
The toilet is so scary.
I think I saw something hairy.

Are you sitting?
Nah, I'm spitting.
See that little spittle?
It's magic and will make you brittle.

Are you writing?
Nope, I'm fighting.
Fighting with the keyboard.
Look! I just pulled the cord.

Are you eating?
Boy, this is getting fleeting.
Are you that dumb?
Head up your bum?

Are you alive?
I wish you'd take a dive.
Getting lost at sea.
Isn't that nice of me?

Aren't I so mean?
Aren't you watching a screen?
Aren't you the imaginative one?
Aren't you glad these soooo hard questions are done?

Why do people right in front of you ask such stupid questions at their zoo? Do they believe them not to be true? Look, he's on the toilet, I'll ask what is coming due. Pfffft whoever says there aren't stupid questions are stupid too. Plenty of stupid ones come due. Ask a hard one and its back to beats me. Low brain cell count can sure affect thee. Do you ask such obvious things to ones near your blog wings? I had to give it another pass as real life dumbies keep asking very stupid questions to my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Abused Or Confused? Either Way I'm Amused!

The cat heard someone repeat this eleven times as they yapped the other day. Yep, I counted at my bay. Said it in a span of three minutes or so too. I guess they truly never knew.

What was that?
Chew the fat.
Talk and rant.
Whoops, a slant.

Here it comes.
Ho and hums.
Or hums and hos?
Only Santa knows.

Or maybe not.
Things got to pot.
Get ready for it.
It sure is a hit.

Anticipation rising?
The cat you're despising?
How do I know?
I don't at my show.

But what do I say?
Said it many a day.
Not eleven times in a row,
That would annoy a crow.

Ready to see?
It comes to be.
On a spree.
It's the beats me.

What was that?
You got beat like a dingbat?
Beat by words?
Beat by birds?

Beat by a kangaroo?
Did it have Blue's shoe?
Do you have lots of bruises?
Don't wear swimwear on cruises.

Was it a metaphorical beating?
That has to be fleeting.
Bruised on the brain.
That must be a pain.

Dumbed down by a fake beating.
My, that's weird trick or treating.
You must have not checked your candy.
I hope you have poison control's number handy.

Did you get that? Are you on to the cat? Confused as can be? That's normal at my sea. Will you get it though? Beats me at my show. It really beats me. Beats me flies free. Beats me each day. Beats me is all I can say. Beats me why. Beats me sure wants to fly. I must have lots of bruises now. Beats me sure can wow. Beats me if you'll give sass. Either way, I'll still remain a little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Friday, October 20, 2017

Dream A Little Dream Down Stream!

The cat would never stand in your way. Dream away at your bay. I'll be far far far away for some. Especially the dreams of the dumb. What was that? Dreams aren't dumb where any is at?

I dream to float.
Float like a boat.
I jump in and sink.
Dream drove me to drink.

I dream to fly.
Fly upon high.
I jump from a tall tower.
Dream brought a human splatter shower.

I dream to eat.
Eat and defeat.
My stomach went boom.
Dream blew me like a mushroom.

I dream to look cool.
Plastic face does rule.
Now I can strike a mannequin pose.
Dream came out smelling like a rose.

I dream to beat a car.
Playing chicken after a night at the bar.
I won't flinch first.
Dream and car made me burst.

I dream to win the lottery.
Then I'll take up pottery.
I spent every last cent today.
Dream left me broke without pay.

I dream to own a lion.
I'm sure tryin.
I just became a snack.
Dream made me part of the pack

I dream to walk naked in snow.
The arctic is where I want to go.
Things did freeze and I did die.
Dream led to a human Popsicle for an Eskimo eye.

I dream to find a mate.
I'm going to order a Russian date.
I got nothing for my dough?
Dream ended up making nothing grow.

I dream to stay away.
Stay away from such a foray.
And look, that I can do.
My dream came true.

Still think all dreams are grand? Don't you want them all coming due across the land? I suppose that would weed out the dumb in the human race as they take up cemetery space. That is if anything is left behind but the splatter of mankind. What was that? Hey, I'm not a gruesome cat. Not my dream at my sea and no zombie feet came to be. Sorry, not really, that I broke such dreams like glass. I'm just that kind of dreaming little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Advertise Here Ever So Clear!

The cat was out and about the other day when someone tried to get me to advertise at their bay. They said this, that and the other thing. Of course all a familiar ring.

We got the site.
It's just the best.
Your sales will take flight.
We're better than the rest.

So advertise here.
It's as simple as that.
I'm sure you will cheer,
With clicks like that.

And so it goes.
Most you can suspect.
They strike a merry pose,
Thinking you can't neglect.

Pffft and walk away.
But how can you?
Easy at ones bay.
They just haven't a clue.

But they were cheery.
Their stats are there.
Nothing about it eerie.
Unless written on their underwear.

I still strolled away.
And on they went.
They hit replay,
When they needed to get bent.

But we got the site.
You shouldn't refuse.
Sales will take flight.
You surely can't lose.

Nothing is greater.
Not around here.
We corner the crater.
You have nothing to fear.

In one ear, out the other.
Thought her jargon would work.
Treat her like my mother.
Shhhh I pretend to listen with an ear perk.

And so I looked.
Just for the hell of it.
Pffft to what was booked.
Was a complete load of shit.

To put it in perspective to all, their site had less traffic than a cat that rhymes each day on his wall. Yet they were so great. Pffft and a dog and the cat will mate. But oh, needed to advertise somewhere. Pfffft once more to that with pffft's to spare. Ever come across any of those? She should go bother crows. The cat will only leave her with gas. She wasn't going to get rich off my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Stay Cheery And Fan The Theory!

Well you have the conspiracy nuts in their conspiracy ruts, but that we know. Been there, done that at our show. But what about the truly fake kind? Are those on your mind?

I'm a fan.
Part of a clan.
A clan with a theory.
The real was too dreary.

There was death.
They gave their last breath.
We really hate that.
Let's look deeper where we're at.

There are signs.
Can bee seen by even felines.
They are sure there.
We have a theory to spare.

It was all a dream.
A coma type stream.
They are really alive.
Yippeee, we now know they survive.

This one was just fake.
Death really didn't partake.
They faked it all.
They are off having a ball.

That one wasn't true.
It made me boo hoo.
We can't have that.
It wasn't a great final stat.

Instead a magic spell came due.
Yep, it was all voodoo.
That was why it went the other way.
Everything is true in what we say.

They were also cloned.
A doctor was phoned.
It was done in a secret lab.
They made the clone from a crab.

And don't forget the love.
The more we rant, the greater the shove.
They will really come due.
Even brothers get it on out of view.

Yep, that isn't dreary.
It is our theory.
We wish it to be.
So it is for those like you and me.

Any fan theories you find nuts? Some must really be smoking the "good stuff" as they stay in theory ruts. Even when creators say, no way, they keep up their theory at their bay. Some are sure interesting though. Any that you know? Some sure must have sucked on some bad gas. Hey, it didn't come from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Don't Cross The Line And All Will Be Fine!

The cat drew a line at the door. No one shall cross at my shore. If you don't know that you better beware. You may be in for more than an evil glare.

I was out and about.
I had to check this thing out.
I wanted to make sure I could fit.
That is when I heard it.

Cassie heard it too.
A scratching came due.
A scratching at our door. 
The others wanted to explore.

There were five at play.
They wanted to join the fray.
They wanted to play with our toys.
I don't share my joys.

And here one comes.
Damn those furry bums.
We aren't chums.
They can suck on plums.

Cassie stopped his dash.
 For a moment it put a kink in their bash.
But she doesn't care about the other ones.
So they don't get the runs.

Look at her just watching the show.
 So pathetic, I know.
How can she let them invade?
My toys I won't trade.

So he tried once more.
The jumper was also going to come ashore.
Screw any of that.
I stopped being a curious cat.

I hopped back into the room.
I gave them a look of doom.
I may have hissed and swatted too.
But that I won't tell you.

One simply ran away.
One jumped from his table display.
Another gave me a dirty look.
The old guy never budged at our nook.

So remember one and all.
You don't get into my hall.
 Even in the dark I've got both eyes upon you.
Don't cross the line at my zoo.

Wasn't that a good warning for all? Can you believe Cassie wanted to let them play with our toys like the furry ball? Pfffft the cat is not that nice. I will treat them like mice. They come near me and, wham, a face full of my toe jam. I'll have to get after Cass. She needs to be as mean as my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Monday, October 16, 2017

Living It Up With A Slight Hiccup!

The cat finds this one a tad funny. Humans really aren't right on the money. Maybe that is why so many are in debt. Probably not, long odds on that bet. Time to get living away at every bay.

I've lived here.
I've lived there.
Some cause fear.
Some cause care.

I've traveled here.
I've traveled there.
I drank my beer,
Spent money to spare.

One's not the same.
One's different than the other.
They have a different name,
Maybe like your brother.

They are related.
More than you think.
This post was fated.
May cause you to blink.

We're on the living.
We're not on death.
No need for forgiving,
Or even holding your breath.

Why is that?
Still not caught up?
Follow like a cat,
And not a low attention span pup.

No matter where you are.
No matter where you roam.
In plane, train or car.
Whether or not you're at home.

You are above ground.
Not ash blowing in the breeze.
Hear that little sound?
Are you still in brain freeze?

I'll make you unstuck.
I'm getting there soon.
No need to say fluck,
Or go all High Noon.

For even if there.
Guess what you're doing?
You're living life to spare,
And death you are shooing.

Maybe you should change it to asking where one has made a home? That is different that wherever you roam. Because if you say living or lived to anyone out there, whoops, everything counts with nothing to spare. You have lived every single place you have ever been to. Until you drop dead, it will remain so for you. Does the cat think too much at our sea? Has the wording ever been thought of by thee? Maybe humans just don't want to write a long list about all that came to pass. I'll go on living with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Good On Plate Ahead Of Great!

The cat never got this one even though he has said it a ton. I guess it just got said and stayed there after catching on? Maybe Zeus said it at dawn? Beats the heck out of me. But I can make fun of it at my sea.

Good morning everyone.
Even if it sucks a ton.
I say it is good.
Sucky morning may get misunderstood.

What if it is meh today?
Does good still come into play?
No need to answer that.
Good morning is still where it's at.

So the morning is good today.
You go on at your bay.
The afternoon stinks.
Good afternoon gets winks.

At it once more.
The good comes ashore.
Even when it has a stench.
Is that like a rusty wrench.

You can't budge the stripped screw.
It's evening at your zoo.
But it is still good.
Even if bad or dull as wood.

But go on the flip,
With the good trip.
Your day is great.
It was all top rate.

Now what do you say,
As you join the outside fray?
You say good every time.
Are you some kind of stuck mime?

Wonderful and great.
Those are a fine fate.
But you can't share.
So users beware.

Evening, morning or noon.
Sing the same old tune.
Everything is always good.
Wouldn't change if you could.

I think I've got it down.
No morning, afternoon or evening can frown
Also no cheer can come due.
It must remained whelmed for all of you.

So days were whelmed long before the cat let whelmed come to be? That is a new one for me. Do you use anything besides good? Ever heard it said "Great Morning" at your hood? Wouldn't great beat good any day? Who wants to be good when crappy comes your way? The cat has you thinking now with this pass. Good, whatever time of day it is, from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.