Monday, March 31, 2014

The Crazies Give The A To Z A Go At My Show!

The cat was out and about when he heard a familiar shout. It was Gung and Ho, both of whom are rather slow, sitting on a stump. It might have even got stuck up Gung's rump.

"So Ho, think we should give the A to Z a go?"

"Gung, is your bell rung? But okay, it can't be hard to post every day."

The pair sat there and tried to think. I bet there are more brains in a kitchen sink. But they gave it a go while I hunted down a crow.

"A is for Panama, right Gung?"

"No, I think it is for lung. Air goes into a lung so lungs need A to have a nice day."

"But A is in Panama three times. Without A, Panama may as well just home mimes."

They argued back and forth for quite a while. They even used language that was rather vile. That is when they agreed on one, at least for a few seconds before going on another argument run.

"Ass! That gets an A pass."

"Yeah Ho, look at us with the A to Z flow."

"Wait Gung! An ass is a donkey and there is now A, not even in its dung."

"Damn! We almost had one. Lung is still the most fun."

They were still hung up on A. They went back and forth on it throughout the whole day. Finally they just skipped to the end. These two could drive anyone around the bend.

"Ho, Z is the hardest one. Let's give that a run."

"Gung, what are you doing? Were those sleeping pills you were chewing?"

Gung fell asleep and started to snore. You know how much I love that at my shore. Ho caught on to his lame brain thing and fell asleep too giving a snoring ring. The cat was not about to take that again. I grabbed a nearby pen. I stuck it in Gung's ear and it went right through. It was a perfect view. They woke up before I could have much fun. But I still drew on their face a ton.

"Ho, I got the best idea ever. Z is for sleep, I'm so clever."

"Gung, that is great. Now we can solve them all at any rate."

"We just need to sleep on it. Then we will get them bit by bit."

"Look at our reflection in the pond. C is for clown, it was given to use from beyond."

"We have a fairy godmother, Ho. An A to Z one, bro."

The pair looked around for a few hours expecting someone to show up with powers. Then they decided to sleep once more. I took off so I did not have to hear them snore. Somehow I do not think they will pass the A to Z like my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

The Roar Of The Snore!

So what do you do when your ear drums can take it no more at your zoo? The cat was at the other sea and they sure snore with glee. So much I perk up my ears and run away due to snoring fears.

Hide under the bed,
To avoid the dread.
But it can wake the dead.
Paws over ears on my head.

Nope, that don't work.
Damn, snoring jerk.
Keeping the cat awake.
Drown them in a lake.

Turn on the fan.
They still sound like a trash can.
This is an awful fate.
It is getting late.

Earplugs don't work too.
What can I do?
Try a different room,
And they still bring my ears doom.

The cat needs to pack.
Enough of this ear attack.
Let's go back to our sea,
Where we can sleep snore free.

Sounds like a race horse,
After finishing a course.
Or maybe a train horn.
Some coma induced porn?

Oh what a fetish that would be.
I'm sure it is to a few at their sea.
But we do not want to know.
So snore freak, keep it on the down low.

Maybe I could sell tickets to the attraction?
I could get plenty of action.
Takes bets on the loudest one.
The cat could make a ton.

Bet on length as well.
This could be swell.
Any takers?
Could be money makers.

Better yet I'll get a sock.
Use it as a snore lock.
And if that doesn't work as a buffer,
I'll grab a pillow, hopefully they won't suffer.

So much more peaceful at our sea with no snore spree. How can someone go so loud and not draw a crowd? Quite the freak show I say. Of course in a nice way. Now the cat will go sleep in mass as after that noise he is a tired little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

The Whole Truth And Nothing But The Truth At My Booth!

So many people go about and give a tell me the truth shout. But do they really want such a thing always at their wing? A lot of times that seems to be no as they give you, at best, a what do you know.

How do I look?
Like a two bit crook.
I mean oh so nice.
I hope that didn't cost a high price.

How are you?
Happier when you aren't in view.
I mean pretty good.
You just misunderstood.

Do you mind doing this?
I'd like to throw it on the floor and take a piss.
I mean no problem at all.
I'll do it after this call.

Why aren't you done?
Because I'd rather go for a run.
I mean because you're an ass.
Damn, they just come in mass.

Want to donate today?
Rather watch you eat hay.
I mean I already did.
I donated a stuffed squid.

Want to go for lunch?
Not with you pompous bunch.
I mean not today.
Maybe come May.

Would you buy that?
Not even if I was a rat.
I mean sure it looks great.
I hope you didn't pay a huge rate.

Does this make me look fat?
Like a butterball plump rat.
Oh, I mean no way.
Who cares if you'll float in the bay.

Did you hear that?
No, because I'm two feet farther away, you dingbat.
I mean, sure it was such a noise.
Someone is sure playing with fun toys.

Can't you say anything nice?
Sure, for a steep price.
I mean just not to you.
Damn, I hate being true.

So is the truth always a perk? Does it always work? Hmm I guess it depends on who it is to. Some may dunk your head in the loo. Choose wisely your truth battles and sass. You may not get away with it like my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Friday, March 28, 2014

A Review Or Two At Your Zoo!

So today is a little did you know there at your show. Some of it is very wrong and it needs to be sung a little review song. Whether they come on strong or not there is an evil review plot.

The other day,
At the ODesk bay,
The cat applied for this and that,
Making a little money at our mat.

One he thought was easy,
Even if things were cheesy.
It was to review stuff.
Sounded easy enough.

Just needed an Amazon account,
And you could review a huge amount.
Get a whole buck per review,
And then the rules came due.

The reviews would be done for you,
You'd just have to copy and paste at your zoo.
In other words, lie!
The reviews were typed by some other guy.

More than likely the owner of the thing,
They wanted the review on at Amazon's wing.
I played a long for a bit,
Having no intention of doing such umm shit.

Then came the reviews to post.
Made me sick at my coast.
They were reviews for pills and such,
Like vitamins and things that supposedly help much.

They stated in the review,
That everything was so true.
That my doctor told me about it,
And it worked, making it a hit.

Pffft down right criminal there.
Think of how many at every lair,
Are looking for something to work.
They read the fake review and think the pill is a perk.

They waste their dough,
And find it is nothing but dung from a crow.
Worse than that,
They may do more harm than good at their mat.

All because someone got paid a buck,
To tell all they are in luck.
Copy and pasted a review,
Making all believe it is true.

Sickening what these companies do. They hire an outsource overseas crew, get a group to copy and paste reviews and pretend they are getting tons of views. Books,movies, etc. is one thing. But pills and stuff at their wing? Disgusting as can be with their fake spree. 33% of all internet reviews are said to be fake and now you know how they partake. The cat hopes they get beat over the head with a bass. No fake copy and pasted reviews will ever be done by my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your spring, have a fling.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

What Makes A Fad Turn Rad?

Have you ever saw something so dumb that someone gave a hum, then weeks later it was an in thing and all were giving it a ring? Yeah, I think we have all been there. So what makes it a fad at ones lair? Answers, anyone? I guess we will have to see under my sun.

You'd think your chain I'd be yanking,
If I said it was an in thing to be Planking.
What a moronic thing to do.
Some humans really have no friggin clue.

And why bother courting?
Just kill yourself with Condom Snorting.
That sounds oh so fun.
It should be done by no one.

This one deserves some plugging,
It is called Butt Chugging.
Stick a hose or tube up your ass,
And chug the liquor in mass.

The Cinnamon Challenge is the best.
It beats all the rest.
Put a spoon full in your mouth,
And let your lungs die as it heads south.

This one is always lurking,
Shake your alcohol filled ass with Twerking.
At least a drunk ass explains it.
How did such a thing ever become a hit?

Then some are not all super bad,
Like owls at every pad.
Who the heck decided owls were in?
I guess this year owls win.

Zombies here, there and everywhere.
They are at every lair.
They are in everything.
What next? They will sing?

Those pictures on the back of cars.
That shout out to all from here to Mars,
I have this many family members, here look!
Who really cares at ones nook?

Then there is saggy pants.
Are they looking for underwear chants?
Look at you with your pants on your knees.
I bet you sure feel a cold breeze.

And one for the ages,
A good paper weight for pages,
My pet rock.
What next? My pet sock?

From the strange to the stranger that could spell danger, you humans are a weird lot. No wonder you are hunted by a Terminator robot. I wonder if the alcohol one makes it hard to pass gas? Wait! That would be too much information for my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

I Raise My Claw To A Migration Law!

So now that the crummy cold weather is mostly, if not fully, through there is a new law the cat thinks should come due. Every year when winter arrives all should be given free airfare some place warm so everyone survives.

The first sign of cold,
All should join the fold.
Go to sands of gold,
So snow never takes hold.

Here is your free ticket.
You can even pick it.
Then stay for free,
At a place by the sea.

All set up for you,
Near the ocean so blue.
You have all the perks,
They throw in the works.

You just have to work a bit.
Now don't throw a fit.
You beat the cold.
Have to clear away the mold.

Just sweep and clean.
No need to make a scene.
If you can't do that,
Run home like a rat.

Otherwise you stay warm,
Avoid every snow storm,
And rest on a beach,
With a drink in reach.

Then when winter is done,
Home you can run.
A free ticket will be yours,
Provided you've done your chores.

This is the law.
Live by the claw.
You can even bring the pup,
As long as you scoop up.

So join on in.
Get rid of cold at your bin.
Hop a plane to a new shore.
There is plenty there to explore.

No one will know cold again.
All will be warm at their den.
And it will be the end of snow.
Sorry snow ploughs, you gotta go.

Wouldn't that be a great law? It may have a bit of a flaw. But what they heck, could pile people on a ship deck. It may get as crowded as can be but you'll still be warm on the sea. Let's just hope a hurricane does not come to pass. That may put a kink in the law made by my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

A dVerse Bird Is The Word!

So is it just the cat or does it make little sense at any other mat? Go to advanced education and pay big bucks and then they have courses on monster trucks. So great. It has to be all's fate.

Away you go,
To get in the know.
Learn more of this or that,
Maybe the anatomy of a cat.

But why use your brain?
Lets play with a toy train,
And still pay a ton,
Just to sit and have fun.

A class on love and one on death.
In the end, both leave you out of breath.
What more do you need to know?
Where umm things should go?

A class on movies is so fun.
Sit there and watch a ton.
Paying more to do so then any ticket.
But hey it's so great you can't even pick it.

Life in the universe is great.
Sit, look up and wait.
What more could you ask for?
Warning, it may be a bore.

Cyberporn and Society might be fun.
I wonder how you go about teaching that one?
Must have to watch a lot of porn.
Let your inner freak be born.

This one is strange,
Really out on the range.
Sign up for Alien Sex.
Explore sex between monsters and humans that convex.

The Vampire in literature and cinema is for you.
You can learn what a blood sucker can do.
Maybe even get to play with a dead thing.
Oh how your spirit will sing.

And after paying a whole heaping,
Take finding dates worth keeping.
Learn to stop finding Mr/Mrs Wrong,
So we can all just get along.

Finally, if you want to leave recruiters impressed,
Add the course titled Getting Dressed.
I bet they will hire you on the spot,
So you can dress their robot.

Have you taken any of these? I bet they are a dVerse breeze. Well I don't know about the getting dressed one, the cat is nude after all under his sun. But I am sure all I could pass while napping on my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Monday, March 24, 2014

#24 Has Some Mutts Close The Tour!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


And last but not least,
Comes Mary with her yappy beast.
Oh wait! There is three,
Unlike Mary who got a whole 1 at my sea.

In the Corner of My Eye?
So the front you can't spy?
No eyes in back of your head?
Oh the dread.

Can find pups galore,
There at her shore.
With verses each day,
Unless to Disneyland she runs away.

Words that will linger,
And she won't give you the finger.
At least that you will see.
So you can visit with glee.

Have you met Mary yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. All 24 down and 0 to go. Did you keep up at my show? We shall see what took place as the cat tallies the stats up for this year at his space. Now go rest after my 24 post mass that is what will be done by my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#23 Likes His Hat Spree!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Brian the cat,
Got a whole one at my mat.
Can't blame him,
He needs a nap on a whim.

Brian's Home?
What is it called when you roam?
Brian's Out?
Brian's Got Trout?

Can find him helping out,
With an opt to adopt shout.
Many sisters on display,
And a green thing or two come to play.

Things might get a little hairy.
Hope you don't find hair scary.
Find and see cats galore,
When you visit his shore.


Have you met Brian the cat yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Twenty three down and 1 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#22 Has A Duck Bill In View!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Old Duckbill only got one,
In last year's run.
Maybe she had a mess,
Or was playing Schultz in chess.

I bet the mutt won.
Now I am done.
Mama Diaries you say?
Blog = Diary? No way!

Can find much at her shore,
As the kids explore,
And the pup eats everything,
While the cat gives things a fling.

Or at least turns on the gas,
Wastes it in mass.
Aren't Duckbill's fun?
Go give her a run.

Have you met Sherry yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Twenty two down and 2 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#21 Is Blue With Fun!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


The Blue Guy likes to yap,
But he couldn't fill the gap.
He only got a whole one.
Hope it didn't make him more blue with that run.

The Blue Grumpster...well, usually...what?
Not always blue at your hut?
Do you change colors at your sea?
All grammatically correct as well, aren't thee?

He'll put you in his pocket,
Err umm put you in his rocket.
Maybe even count each birth,
As they happen all over Earth.

But don't believe anything he has to say,
He'll promise you a Bora Bora getaway.
Then it will turn out to be a lie.
Maybe you shouldn't visit the blue guy.

Have you met The Blue Guy yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Twenty one down and 3 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#20 Is Not One But Many!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Wow! Two guys,
No lies,
And they got one!
I guess each were half done?

A Beer For The Shower?
Does it give your mojo power?
Wouldn't it get wet?
Watered down beer is a safe bet.

The beer guys are strange,
Out on their range.
Drug dealers at the door,
And attacked in a bear cave as they explore.

No, it wasn't a bear.
Go, stop, stare!
You may run away,
But will have fun at their bay.

Have you met The Beer Guys yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Twenty down and 4 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#19 Likes To Make A Scene!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Al sure does impress.
I must confess.
He got a whole two!
Doesn't that impress you?

Penwasser Place?
Quite the embrace.
Does Penwasser Spot,
Look as hot to trot?

Al will blind you,
With scary pictures at his zoo.
But at least you'll go away smiling.
the re-posts he likes compiling.

People forget in a year right?
Shhh don't tell him at his site.
You may get confused too,
Al's not one, he's two.

Have you met Al yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Nineteen down and 5 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#18 Knows How To Keep You Clean!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Manzanita got a whole two.
Maybe she was de-worming at her zoo?
Or moving from here to there?
Finding new ducks for her lair?

Wanna Buy A Duck?
Hmmm what the umm truck?
You sell ducks at your sea?
Did you go on a duck murder and stuffing spree?

Can get much info there,
For staying healthy at your lair.
Not buying into the crap.
Yes, Fluoride head, take a nap.

Has more go than many 25% her age,
You read that right at my page.
Wow, so over the hill.
Care to share your magic pill?

Have you met Manzanita yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Eighteen down and 6 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#17 Cooks Up Some Spleen!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Oh dear,
Gloria failed I fear.
She only got three.
But she is buried at her sea.

Canela Kitchen is her bay,
I guess the Chicken Kitchen was taken away.
Maybe the Big Kitchen was too.
The Small Kitchen was just too hard to view.

You will find recipes galore,
And shots too at her shore.
She makes the food look nice and neat,
As it is always ready to eat.

But when in her land,
Watch out for sand.
She is buried after all.
Could be a sandy last call.

Have you met Gloria yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Seventeen down and 7 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#16 Brings The Gawker Dean!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Now here is a shocker,
4 was only gotten by the gawker.
Maybe he could not see?
His power went on a glitch spree.

WaystationOne!
Does that mean there are a ton?
Where is WaystationThree?
Can't you tell me?

Brian will gawk away,
With much on display.
From trash, as in actual trash,
To a dirty magazine bash.

He captures all,
And writes it on his wall.
He may even gawk you.
Be careful at your zoo.

Have you met Brian yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Sixteen down and 8 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#15 Paints A Rosey Scene!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Rosey got 5 too!
Shame on you.
Too busy delivering mail?
Or scared of a mouse tail?

Mail4Rosey on display.
Hmmm umm okay.
So you are saying you get mail?
Wow, so unique like a Darkwing Duck lunch pail.

Find a giveaway or ten,
Also at her den.
May even do ten in one day,
Sneaking them out at her bay.

And much on life comes due,
With the little guy too.
You'll learn a ton,
Like she got shot in the bun.

Have you met Rosey yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Fifteen down and 9 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#14 Goes All Serene!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Heaven got a whole 5 as well.
She must have thought it swell,
Since Heaven = Grace,
She must have thought it counted as double at my space.

Sorry! Wrong.
Multiple personalities can sing their song.
But only get one vote.
So five is all she wrote.

Everyday Amazing!
Even when you are grazing?
Is it amazing to eat grass?
Humans are a scary mass.

Find lovey dovey writes,
History in lights.
But who is real at her sea?
Heaven or Grace? Beats me!

Have you met Heaven/Grace yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Fourteen down and 10 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#13 Makes A Dating Scene!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Robyn, got a whole five.
Maybe she wanted to get out alive?
Or was too busy chowing down?
Maybe she went out on her one dressed up horse town?

Life By Chocolate works.
Bet that brings many perks.
But why be by it when you can eat it?
By it would just give some fits.

Chocolate beer,
Chocolate cheer.
Chocolate paper,
A Chocolate caper,

All you can find,
Along with a strange kind.
Dating nuts galore.
Need I say more?

Have you met Robyn yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Thirteen down and 11 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#12 Into Dreams We Delve!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


WOW, what a slacker.
Maybe she was stopped by a hacker?
Truedessa only got 8.
I guess a 90 degree infinity was her fate.

True Wanderings you say?
As opposed to fake ones at your bay?
Maybe wandering fake feet are tricky?
Is the cat just being nitpicky?

A light hearted fool adventure or three,
All starring little old me,
Okay, Pat and Truedessa too,
Here and there come due.

Plus some super lovey dovey stuff.
Think I am full of fluff?
Go see it tug at your heart,
But watch out for her sparkly fart.

Have you met Truedessa yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Twelve down and 12 to go. Half way  there at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#11 Was Almost Half Of Seven!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Humbird got 11,
That is almost half of seven.
Hmm maybe my math is a little off,
Or the other way around, don't scoff.

She was humming away.
And missed a few on display.
The Sunbeam?
Do you need sun screen at your stream?

She writes on pictures too,
So many to view.
And prompts are taken,
With a verse in the makin.

Not sure she will hum,
That may leave you glum.
But with each verse,
Words will fill your purse.

Have you met Humbird yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Eleven down and 13 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#10 Brings Facts To My Den!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Adam got 16 too.
Maybe work came due?
Or 16 related to a fact,
So that ended his act.

Neko Random you say?
Looked it up at my bay.
Wishbone showed up.
Are you really a talking pup?

That would be a fact,
One on which you'd have to act.
Trying to make people learn, 
At every blog post turn.

That could take some skill,
Few fit the learning bill.
But can find pictures too,
For those that like to view.

Have you met Adam yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Ten down and 14 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#9 Finds NY Just Fine!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Loredana got the most in a row,
Besides Hank at my show.
But only 16 came due.
She had to nap, who knew?

Blogging Away,
As opposed to what at your bay?
Blogging Here?
Blogging Near?

Find some rain showers,
Of pretty flowers.
Shots of all around,
As the flowers surround.

Big buildings too,
From NY's zoo.
And each has a story,
Shown off in all their glory.

Have you met Loredana Donovan yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Nine down and 15 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#8 Has A Freebie At The Plate!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Mary Kirkland got 20,
That is sure plenty.
Shame she missed four,
Maybe she'll do better on the next tour.

Dark Thoughts you say?
Do they ever go away?
Can thoughts be dark or bright?
Can they turn purple in the light?

Maybe ask the rats?
Do they answer cats?
Raturday may be the day,
When they come out to play.

Or Freebie Friday could be it.
Free stuff is a real hit.
Could get a ton is you learn from her,
Just avoid the rat fur.

Have you met Mary Kirkland yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Eight down and 16 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#7 Thought She Was In Heaven!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


This one is funny,
Theresa thought she was on the money.
But she only got 23.
She missed one at my sea.

I guess those mixed nuts,
Were scrambled by her mutts.
She didn't know which way to go,
Missing one at my show.

But you can go there,
And find something rare.
You can learn each holiday is so great.
Yep, each one has a great fate.

The holiday nazi may even be nice,
And not make you pay a price.
With a giveaway or ten,
Mostly for only the crummy US den!

Have you met Theresa yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Seven down and 17 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#6 Pokes People With Sticks!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Look at the rock,
Making 6th a lock.
Got 24 too,
A little later at my zoo.

Poke The Rock,
Daring people to give them a shock?
Does the rock poke back?
Might give some a heart attack.

Can draw on fingers with glee,
That can really impress thee.
Batman to a happy face,
Quite the finger embrace.

Also draws up a storm,
Things not the norm.
The birds are,
But not dancing bears at a bar.

Have you met Poke The Rock yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Six down and 18 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#5 Paints Little Men At Her Hive!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.



Old Irish Air,
Got 24 at my lair.
Coming in fifth at my sea,
Playing catch up with glee.

Hmm O'Leary Miniatures you say?
Fortwitter goes the other way.
So confusing at your sea,
Did the paint fumes get to thee?

Maybe that fake airline crashed.
Or she got happily flashed.
Damn, there was no joy,
It was just another toy.

Doesn't it sound like fun,
To give her place a run?
Go there and pass some gas,
Can say it's from my little rhyming ass.

Have you met Anne yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Five down and 19 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#4 Takes A Worm Tour!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Terry got 24 as well.
But she ran like hell.
Had to catch up leaving her fourth.
Maybe because the cat is too far north?

Very helpful at her sea,
Giving all ways to get healthy.
Especially with some nasty crap,
That is more common then you think across the map.

I.e. worms/parasites,
Maybe even dust mites.
Plus a giveaway or ten,
Is done at her den.

Some back tips too,
Just for you.
Go hang upside down.
Would a smile be a frown?


Have you met Terry yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Four down and 20 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#3 Goes On A Kitty Cat Spree!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Betsy had 24 too.
Sadly, she had to go back and get a few.
Leaving her only in third place.
Maybe that laundry took up too much space?

My Five Men,
Cats don't count at her den?
 My 50 Men may sound weird though,
Five has a better flow.

Can finds cats galore,
Over at her shore.
Maybe a little of this and that,
Not quite as random as the cat.

Drinks more coffee then ten men,
There at her den.
And what do you know,
A numb tongue may show.

Have you met Betsy yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Three down and 21 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#2 Is Far Away To View!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Had 24 as well,
With the second most concurrent rings of the bell.
Bet that was a surprise,
Showing up the 0 of old one eye's.

Far Away Series isn't very far.
I could get there by car.
Maybe far means far out.
Like groovy with her shout.

There you will find,
What's on her mind.
A tune or three,
You will see.

Battle of the bands.
You can sit in the stands.
Maybe twist and shout,
Yelling far out!

Have you met farawayeyes yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. Two down and 22 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

#1 To Start The Fun!

The cat was not sure he would do this again at his den, as it takes a ton of work. But watching the chaos last year made me smirk. So away we will go and last year I did say that there may be a reward at my show. Well I kept the stats for a whole year and now in order the top 24, who are still active, will be shown off by my little rhyming rear. Yep, 24 posts in one day for Pat's birthday make a return to my bay.


Hank had 24,
With many a #1 encore.
Being first most,
For each post.

Rainbow though?
What a rip off show.
There is no dough,
At the end of that Rainbow.

But go visit Hank.
Got plenty of gas in his tank.
Not the bad kind,
Leave that to my behind.

Many writes a day,
Making you think at his bay.
Plus he likes to be #1,
And can amass quite the run.

Have you met Hank yet? Now you have, thanks to the pet. One down and 23 to go. Can you keep up at my show? We shall see what takes place as all day the cat fills this space. Now get ready for posts in mass that will come from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Another Year Older But No Colder!

I guess I'm still not too old for this shit as I rhyme away at my pit. But when do I get to say that and make it stick? Wouldn't it be fun to be a mean old prick? No? Let's see with my flow.

You can bicker with all,
Give young girls a cat call,
That are above legal age.
No going creeper on this page.

Whack kids with your walking stick.
Give people in front of you a kick.
Then just act senile.
No need to run a mile.

Get to be cleaned out once a year,
As a hand goes up your rear.
Maybe even a gadget in your ear,
To help you be able to hear.

And whenever you have to go,
Lift your leg and let it flow.
A reference to a mutt.
Just don't sniff a butt.

Fake a heart attack,
Then get a free ice pack.
Plus a free ride too.
Flashy lights just for you.

You get a blue pill.
I hear it is a thrill.
It's like you have powers,
As it lasts for hours.

Could get a party started,
With oops you farted.
Having a bit of gas,
And just letting it pass.

Just do the hokey pokey,
And you'll be as feared as Loki.
Right leg in and off it goes,
Or you may just lose some toes.

Could start your own band.
Go all across the land.
The more your bones crack,
The more people you'll pack.

Then the best of all.
You can do nothing at your hall.
Just throw a big fit,
And say you are too old for this shit.

Hmmm okay maybe not. It does not sound so hot. Besides the last one I suppose. I would not want to do the hokey pokey and lose my toes. So the cat will keep Pat below 30 for now before he has a cow. Now I will go pass some young gas from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

A Little Flack About What We Lack!

So years ago and every year later at ones show, we all hear how things will come in a few years near. This and that and even a cloning cat. But all is a no go. Probably due to greed, but we'll forget that today at my show.

Not so far away,
We will have quite the display.
Holograms galore,
Will be in store.

There will be flying cars,
Making trips easier to bars.
Robots that can do all,
Even pleasure you at your hall.

Oh what the nuts will do,
With those at their zoo.
Clones of this and that,
Even that of a cat.

Re-pet anyone?
Don't forget your laser beam gun.
This disease and that,
Will go bye bye at every mat.

Yeah friggin right.
That will never happen any night.
Robot parts,
Like robot hearts,

All just for you,
Will easily come due.
No wallet at all,
Just swipe your arm at your hall.

The chip we implanted,
Will make your every wish granted.
Solar power every where.
Or water powered if you dare.

All will be off the grid.
Hope on that no one placed a bid.
Virtual reality will be here,
You can watch cheerleaders cheer.

And do plenty of other stuff.
You and zombies could get rough.
Don't forget 3D.
It will be around for all to see.

Oh wait!
That is our fate.
And it is crap.
Maybe we are better off across the map.

Now some may have come to be but none of them are as commercially available as they predicted at their sea. Who are they anyway? I guess that is for another day. I will have to ask them for such a pass. Of course then they may get mad at my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling. 

Friday, March 21, 2014

A Sleeper On Deck, What The Heck?

So here they are once again at our bar. The two light hearted fools are showing a rabies nut who rules. Who has rabies you ask? I guess I can tell you and pull back the mask.

Some evil scientist guy,
Gives some evil cry.
He is so evil they say,
Helping Drazin come what may.

So Remembering Grace,
Goes to him with a smile on her face.
Migraines will be gone.
Sadly, it was a con.

Now she is left a freak.
She is really up the creek.
A hippie dippie werewolf thing,
Who has rabies and likes to cling.

She becomes a deck sleeper.
Really quite the creeper.
I hope she's not a peeper,
Or a deck weeper.

I guess we shall find out,
If she has any clout.
Or goes all Old Yeller today,
Put down or thrown in the bay.


Wow, did you see that? Truedessa squashed her flat. Beat her to pits with so many hits. I guess leeching wine stealers better watch out. She could really make them pout. Ever have hopes of being a werewolf type mass? You can confess to my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

The Hostile Smile Adds To The Pile!

Two years ago today the cat put his first children's book out on display. The Swashbuckle Chuckle came due here at my zoo. Now we have what? Nearly 30 at my hut. But what better way then to celebrate it than with a sequel to the cat's first hit.

The Hostile Smile,
Turns up the dial.
One Shoe Kangaroo is back,
When Hypno Bee goes on the attack.

But why does he have one shoe?
That is another story at my zoo.
Blue Doo Kangaroo is on the scene.
At first she seems rather mean.

Yet that does not last long.
Things then go so wrong.
Hypno Bee may win.
That could be a sin.

So One Shoe Kangaroo,
Tries to find a clue.
He has to beat this bee,
And pitch him into the sea.

At least that is the buzz.
Maybe all just eat fuzz.
I guess you will have to see,
In the next book from little old me.









Click here for a peer!

Ready for One Shoe Kangaroo once more at your zoo? For away we go with another story at my show. You can't stop the cat. Keep expecting more from my mat. I have to add to my mass so 100 comes due from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Who Needs Huts When You Got Butts!

The cat has always known that mutts like to sniff butts. That is just a thing they do. They do it to more than a few. But it seems to be spreading like a disease. This could be worse of an outbreak than fleas on knees.



 At first it was just this.
A merry go round bit of bliss.
Mutts just waited in line,
For a smell they found divine.


Then it moved to a human rump.
I guess it beats a leg hump.
So it was not all bad.
For some humans fun was even had. 


 Then they went deeper.
This one was a keeper.
They wanted undies everywhere,
To go away so they could stare.


Then it jumped to cats.
They were sniffing butts like ding bats.
Oh say it isn't so.
That is a whole new low.


Baboons were doing it too.
Just relaxing with a butt in view.
This was really going to hell,
As all stopped for a smell.


 Even Cassie got in on the act.
It is such a sad fact.
Thankfully it was not mine,
Just some other random feline.


Humans were the last.
But they also joined the cast.
Wrestling and butt sniffing,
A new sport, Whiffing.


They did it here, there and everywhere.
It was no longer rare.
Even at the grocery store,
Humans would stop to explore.


It went right to the top.
Although this could be a flop.
Cross species butt sniffing,
Sure adds a whole new dimension to Whiffing.


But never fear.
There is good news I hear.
Crotch sniffing has yet to catch.
So some balls none will try and fetch.

What can we do to stop this? Are you engaged in butt sniffing bliss? Do you think you deserve the Whiffing title? I hope you don't sit there and idle. Do you like a large or small mass? Either way, I'm going to cover my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

A dVerse Bed To Rest Your Head!

So today for dVerse the cat will help with your sleep curse. I will share with you how to sleep good and deep. No need for a comfy bed when you have such great places to rest your head.

Make like a cat,
There at your mat.
Find a comfy spot,
And sleep a whole lot.

No need for the bed,
That has been said.
The couch is easy to.
There are better spots for you.

The sink is grand,
There at your land.
Plus no need to move as well,
When a drink is needed at your cell.

The bathtub has more room.
Could shrivel up like a mushroom.
Plus get in your bath,
So there is no stinky wrath.

The cupboard is great.
It is such a fun fate.
Open it and close the door.
Always dark at your shore.

A box that is bare,
With maybe a little cat hair,
Keeps you from falling over,
And looking like a drunk rover.

Under some clothes,
That are piled in rows,
Is quite the comfy spot.
Some humans may need a lot.

Curl up on the windowsill,
Where you could give neighbors a thrill.
Depending on what you wear,
Or like a cat you sit bare.

Climb a big tree,
Smile with glee.
Then lie on back,
Sleep you won't lack.

So there you are,
Some great spots at your bar.
Of course you have to fit,
Otherwise you may curse it.

Do not say the cat never helps you at your bay. I will make sure you get some sleep as you try new places at your keep. Just give each one a pass and you will sleep easy like my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Monday, March 17, 2014

Round Twenty Comes Due And They Still Have No Clue!

Happy saint me day! Here are some drunk nuts on display!

So the nuts are still here. They stick to my little rhyming rear. Maybe I need a scrapper of some sort? Hmm that idea could be rough so I will abort. Now without further adieu here are this session's search engine nuts for all to view.

"fickle pickles are really on my mind at the moment"

Hmm did it go down the wrong way? Or maybe come out kind of rough at your bay?

"disturbing animals at sea"

That could go many ways. Hopefully nothing to do with a loving gaze.

"Cordless kinky toys"

Wow, bet you were disappointed you found me. Sorry, this pussy cat doesn't do kinky.

"laughing butts"

A smiley faced butt? You sure are a nut.

"My ass is on fire"

Is it smiley too? If so, the above may put it out for you.

"crammed all night and day"

Did you pass? I hope it wasn't a mass.

"Do goo drops pollute?"

Eat one and try. Tell us if you die.

"GMO the devil"

 Well close I suppose as the rich pricks strike a pose.

"Fran won't clean my frying pan"

Fran is an angry lurker after all. Maybe you need to give him a cat call?

"good grils gone wild"

Wow, barbequing sounds dangerous this day in age. It must be all the rage. 

"droughts are so bad for me"

Which type are we talking about here? Wait! I don't want to know out of fear.

"Can you see what I see"

Nope, and I'm thankful for that especially if you are any of the above at my mat.

"Funky ties on zebras and their mates"

Quite the fetish you have at your sea. I guess if funky tie wearing zebras are your cup of tea, carry on. Just do it after dawn.

"Sugar is the life I need"

Death you will get soon. Go chew a spoon.

And the winner for today really must have a lot of time to play. At least they can amuse themselves I suppose. They'd also scare away any likely foes.

"My nuts dangle to the left after I'm done"

Okay!!!!!!! More than I needed to know at my bay. I am not even going to go there as who knows if dangling left syndrome can be caught at ones lair. But then since a snip snip has come to pass I am a safe little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Me, Endorse? Sure, Without Remorse!

So every once in a while the cat gets an email that goes to the delete pile. It says such and such a product is so great that I should endorse it at my gate. Wow, it must be oh so grand that they have to bug a cat to plug it at his land. But just for today, I'll give it a go at my bay.

Look a this!
It causes bliss.
It is oh so great.
How can others relate.

Here is a review,
That is oh so true.
What? It's not a plot.
The review was not bought.

33% of all reviews on the net may be.
But this review is oh so true at our sea.
Just put it with your post,
And give a link to our coast.

That is all you need to do.
Oh yeah, and endorse it too.
You can't give a bad review.
That just will not do.

If it is a bad one.
Ignore it a ton.
Don't tell one and all.
We want a great cat call.

We still want you to tell the truth,
Just the good kind at your booth.
The bad kind goes away,
Did we mention we will pay?

Yeah, pay for a great review.
Wait! That isn't true.
We will just pay you,
For a look and review.

The pay is just an incentive from us.
No need for a paid review fuss.
But there may be more if it is grand,
And you help us sell in our land.

So endorse us today.
Get your pay.
Help us sell.
Who cares if it is sucky as hell.

We just want the dough,
Thanks to your rhyming flow.
We only sent this email for help to you too.
The million others don't mean as much, it's true.

Did I just endorse such emails at me sea? Or did I just burn them down with glee? I will go with the second one. They are all robots anyway under their sun. No way hosa is what comes to pass when they bother my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Where Did It Go At My Show!

Ever lose something at your show that you look for high and low? But you know you put it down there. Then the damn human gives you an evil glare. We always get the blame for such a claim.

Where is the watch?
I never drank scotch.
It was right there,
As always at my lair.

Not down the crack.
Stolen by a boogeyman pack?
Not under the bed,
Watch as he scratches his head.

Pat can't find it.
We are blamed at our pit.
But it wasn't me.
I bet it was Cassie.

But he keeps staring at me,
Like I hid it up a tree.
I just eat the toilet paper,
Never had a watch caper.

Under this and under that.
Not there at our mat.
In a crack and in a drawer.
Nope, this is quite a chore.

At least Pat gets exercise.
The cat is oh so wise.
I mean Cassie is wise.
I was too busy chasing flies.

And then he gives up,
Like a silly pup.
Gets a new one,
And hides it which is no fun.

Then one faithful day,
We buried things deep at our bay.
So he had to dig to get it,
In other words it was umm spit.

Whalla! There it was below.
It could still glow.
Cassie buried it in the box.
What a sly fox.

What? It was not me.
I don't bury things with glee.
Pat just should have looked a little deeper.
The litter box is like the watch grim reaper.

Maybe the cat just wanted to say it died. I buried it with pride. I mean Cassie did it, it was not me that created the litter box pit. I guess Pat will just have to stay on his toes so he suffers no more such woes. At least we did not bury it in grass. I am such a thoughtful little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Friday, March 14, 2014

The Quest For The Greatest Blogfest!

A blogfest here and a blogfest there, those things are really everywhere. But then they may stretch so many poor people thin. Hmm I suppose some may consider that a win. Still we just need one to rule them all. Damn, I just said that at my hall.

A blogfest for movie time,
That is always a fun chime.
One for those you miss,
Can be a bit of bliss.

Another for the season.
What is the reason?
One for something that sucks.
How about polluting ducks?

Next we have a rainbow thing.
What colors it does bring.
A music one is around too.
Even for the tone deaf at their zoo.

There is the greedy A to Z.
That takes a month from thee.
Can I say it is already done?
Last month it was under my sun.

So you get the drift,
Unless you aren't swift.
Then I feel for you.
What? I can pretend to.

We need the best,
To get rid of the rest.
One to make it easy,
It can't be cheesy.

It has to whore people out too.
Make them have a popular zoo.
That is surely a must.
Plus it can't go bust.

So what could it be?
Any suggestions from thee?
Wait! Scratch that.
Your ideas are flat.

Just rely on the cat.
I'll trim the fat.
Helping some out once more,
What I do for you at my shore.

The winner to put all to shame,
Has quite a simple name.
THE POST WHAT YOU WANT WHEN YOU WANT BLOGFEST!
There we go, now you can all give it your best.

See! The cat is always helping out thee. No rules at all and makes it easy at your hall. That will sure make those others go away and leave you all having a nice day. Plus with posts you will get visited in mass. Nod and agree with my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

A Claim With Fame?

So the other day the cat was walking about when he heard some nut shout. It is okay to do that because such and such a celebrity does it at their mat. Is that what you humans base your rules on? Sounds as great as a cement lawn.

Bill Clinton cheats on his wife,
So there should be no strife.
If a president can do it, so can you.
No divorce should come due.

A traffic ticket comes to pass.
Pfft just be like that Hilton lass.
Chuck it out the window,
Then hit the gas and off you go.

Not sure who sites for jaywalking,
Unless a cop is really gawking.
But if you get caught,
It is okay because Barbara Walters took such a trot.

Screw those handicapped people too.
Take their spot when out and about from your zoo.
Julia Roberts says it is okay.
Just go to it at your bay.

The sign says stop.
Pfft that is a flop.
Just be like Spears,
Speed passed them to cheers.

Let's be grand,
Across the land.
Steal everyones work.
Shia thinks it is a perk.

It's okay to have a steroid or two.
It can help high stats come due.
Don't you want that big bod?
It's okay, as it is done by A-Rod.

Steal some jewelry at your sea.
That is okay for thee.
It has been done by a ton.
Lohan thinks it is fun.

A dash of cocaine,
Is fine on plane or train.
Or just go to a hotel,
Like Sheen and raise hell.

Or just have a great name,
So you can murder a dame.
Stay nice and free,
Like OJ at your sea.

See, no need for jail for any law breaking fail. Just blame the nearest celebrity who gets off every time. Then you can get away with any crime. You can get a pass. No need to thank my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Over Exaggeration At Play Here Today!

You humans are always making scenes, such drama queens. Do you ever listen to what you say? Sadly, the cat does at his bay. It is such a shame that you think you are tame.

I'd kill to have that.
Cops may be waiting at your mat.
Not something I'd say,
Near any donut shop anyway.

My foot is killing me.
Is it going on an ass kicking spree?
That must take skill,
To kick your own ass at your hill.

I hate his guts.
Poor poor mutts.
What did their guts ever do to you?
Maybe upchucked a little spew.

Those prices are sky high.
Wow, all the way to the sky?
That does impress,
I must confess.

My baby is the cutest ever.
My you are clever.
Wrinkly Oscar the Grouch,
On greatness he sure does encroach.

Never have I seen....
But you just did at your scene.
So can't say never anymore.
How's that for a brain twist at my shore?

He's on fire!
It must be dire.
Wait! He's one ice,
And being paid a hefty price.

It was a long day.
Really at your bay?
You managed to stretch it?
My, I'd like to know how to do that a bit.

That rat was fifty feet long.
Okay, that is just wrong.
Even I'd run away,
From such a scary display.

My pillow is as hard as a rock.
That is such a shock.
A rock is hard you say?
Who knew that at their bay?

Those are just some of many many many you humans blurt out as you scream and shout. I suppose you have to get your point across or others may be at a loss. Would not want to confuse in mass, instead just keep giving reasons to ridicule you to my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

A dVerse B At My Sea!

So why not just go all B today for the dVerse bay? Why not just go all C you say? Because B first popped in at my bay. And of course X is a pain in the ass. So B gets this dVerse pass.

By bringing booze by bus,
Billy brought blames big brusk.
Blarney's bar beat Bagnio's back.
But bus beer bleeds bright black.

Blarney's blessed Billy bad.
Blood boiled balancing Brad.
Bald Brad baked booze by banana.
Billy bobbed, blinded by Brad's bandana.

Back Billy boxed bus beer.
Bellowing by brass bandolier.
Berating Brad between breaks.
Brutally bewitching Brad's brakes.

Billy bid Brad bye bye,
Bringing back big beer buy.
Battling bumps by bus.
Billing Benny's bunch brusk.

Billy's beer bus bounced back,
Bit by bit by Benny Brack's.
Billy bobbed briskly behind,
But bagged by bail bond bind.

Billy bitched back by bomb.
Bending briars between balm.
Benny bought Billy's balk.
Believing blown building block.

Billy bagged bill by bill,
Booking boats between Brazil.
But bombs bring bacon blaring.
Billy's body bag brought bearing.

Billy blew by blazing banshees.
Bumping between busy bacon bees.
Bald Brad bitched behind Billy.
Braking between Bacon Briley.

Billy beamed by blue bay,
Brad's brakes blew between Brad's bellowing bray.
Bacon between Brad bought body bags.
Billy Brazil blogs balancing brags.

Bill by bill by Brazil's beach,
Billy banishes bleach.
Boasting Bald Brad's beanie,
Booking bodies by bikini.

There you go, are you now busy b-ing at your business show? I hope you aren't all crossed eyed and tongue tied. But then in that I would take pride. You'd be one screwed up facial mass. That would be fun to my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.