These just wanted to come out so the cat gave them a shout. Out they did flow. Why? Damned if I know. The brain said type it and so I did every bit.
There once was a man in a tin foil hat.
He fell down the stairs and then he went splat.
We don't know the why, we don't know the who.
All he said was, "They got me, boo hoo."
The window is blocked, the door nailed shut.
So says the one stuck in a rut.
The ceiling is steel, the floor is too.
There is an escape, the hole for the loo.
Spoilers are given at a free rate.
Some are new, some out of date.
With each one there is a whine.
Surfing such sites just isn't divine.
Up we went and down we go.
Where we stop, that you know.
Or maybe that you kinda knew.
Let's keep that between me and you.
Set in stone is the saying that's used.
That can leave many amused.
Others may cause an interruption to pass.
Can't amuse the whole human mass.
The bed was made and the floor was clean.
The whole house had some kind of glean.
Why is that? Well that is easy to know.
The house was for sale and up for a show.
The real world brings on the fake.
The fake makes you do a double take.
Between real and fake the medium lies.
Finding such a spot is rare beneath skies.
There was an old fat man with a white beard.
He was something the whole town feared.
Then he gave all toys and a wrapped gift.
Cut his work down to a once a year shift.
There were peas in a shoe and corn in a glove.
They wouldn't leave with any push and shove.
Like rocks they were while stuck in place.
The Great Corn Pea death is still an open case.
A meowing cat was seen on the street.
It was enticed in with a fancy treat.
The humans gave it a name and it was lame.
The cat didn't care ruling the fellow and the dame.
The cat really went off today. Anything your brain wants to make you say? There has to be something that pops on in and wants to be given a spin. Let it out with ease whenever you please. The cat does whether it's nice or sass. It just flows out my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
There once was a man in a tin foil hat.
He fell down the stairs and then he went splat.
We don't know the why, we don't know the who.
All he said was, "They got me, boo hoo."
The window is blocked, the door nailed shut.
So says the one stuck in a rut.
The ceiling is steel, the floor is too.
There is an escape, the hole for the loo.
Spoilers are given at a free rate.
Some are new, some out of date.
With each one there is a whine.
Surfing such sites just isn't divine.
Up we went and down we go.
Where we stop, that you know.
Or maybe that you kinda knew.
Let's keep that between me and you.
Set in stone is the saying that's used.
That can leave many amused.
Others may cause an interruption to pass.
Can't amuse the whole human mass.
The bed was made and the floor was clean.
The whole house had some kind of glean.
Why is that? Well that is easy to know.
The house was for sale and up for a show.
The real world brings on the fake.
The fake makes you do a double take.
Between real and fake the medium lies.
Finding such a spot is rare beneath skies.
There was an old fat man with a white beard.
He was something the whole town feared.
Then he gave all toys and a wrapped gift.
Cut his work down to a once a year shift.
There were peas in a shoe and corn in a glove.
They wouldn't leave with any push and shove.
Like rocks they were while stuck in place.
The Great Corn Pea death is still an open case.
A meowing cat was seen on the street.
It was enticed in with a fancy treat.
The humans gave it a name and it was lame.
The cat didn't care ruling the fellow and the dame.
The cat really went off today. Anything your brain wants to make you say? There has to be something that pops on in and wants to be given a spin. Let it out with ease whenever you please. The cat does whether it's nice or sass. It just flows out my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
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ReplyDeleteNo.#1 again
DeletePosition regained
Hank
Good Morning Hank!
DeleteGood morning True
DeleteWe, faithful two
Where have they gone
Such a lovely morn
Hank
Back on top
DeleteBlue took a snoring flop
I snore like a boar
DeleteNot a whore
DeleteOf lore?
A Random That With A This Stat!
ReplyDeleteThe Cat is out going up the stack
Anything on play
The Cat has a say
Extending shouts for the pack
Hank
Out it comes
DeleteBeating such drums
No peas in my shoe. Or my bed. Don't think there's any in the freezer either.
ReplyDeletePeas nowhere to be found
DeleteSo they won't gang up and surround
The Grimm reaper came around
ReplyDeleteThen some were no longer found
They were put down in the ground
Hopefully they are homeward bound
That is what comes to mind
So I leave these words behind
Life sometimes ain't so kind
Today, let's see what I can find
Over the mountain or the hill
DeleteOff they go where their soul does will
Life can suck
But have to shovel through the muck
I'm not keen on peas Pat. but loved the verse.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Peas are yuck
DeleteAvoid them with luck
Not much to say at my place
ReplyDeleteToo early in the day
Is all I will say.
Betty
To early to see
DeleteThat with a pea
I hope the old man with the white beard never splats here!
ReplyDeleteSplat would be bad
DeleteAt any old pad
I am with Brian, hope that old man never comes here. Sounds like that cat is in trouble.
ReplyDeleteThe cat shall win
DeleteDo all in
As soon as I finish eating my pease
ReplyDeleteI'll save The Cat, if you please
Save the day
DeleteWorks for our bay
Random fakes
ReplyDeleteDo doubletakes
Best to stay mute
Or fake playing a flute
Fake it well
DeleteCause all hell
Lyrics often come to mind randomly during the day. Lately, "When fact is fiction and TV reality" U2 circa 1983. The more things change . . .
ReplyDeleteThe more they don't
DeleteLeave ones head also sometimes lyrics won't
Scared of a man in a white beard. Might he have a few reindeer as well?
ReplyDeleteThat he may
DeleteA whole fray
Love the old fat man with white beard verse:)
ReplyDeletePopped on out
DeleteWith this shout
Cats rule
ReplyDeleteWe let them, even when they are cruel.
The fat man is on to something
work one day and the rest of the time, just sing.
Just enjoy the day
DeleteWith one work day at play
It's funny how clean some will get their house when they are getting ready to sell it. Fix broken things too. Like, why not do those things while you are still living there?
ReplyDeleteWould make more sense to do
DeleteThen can live in the new
Peas in a shoe?
ReplyDeleteSay it ain't so
Dinner is ready to go?
Roadkill
DeleteSuch a thrill
Does it come with a bill?
DeleteIt might
DeleteOne of fright
My wife read one of my old posts and she said "Santa claus follows your blog?"
ReplyDeletegood ol "Santa"
Santa is jolly and grand
DeleteFollowing across the land
Santa Blue
DeleteMight be following you too
You can tell it's him
Cause he's missing a shoe.
A one shoed Santa Blue
DeleteA story or two
One never knows what a cat will do.
ReplyDeleteHe might curl up in your shoe.
Or she might bring you a mouse,
And beg to bring it into the house.
haha that they may
DeleteOutside the mouse can stay
Her husband had so much to say
ReplyDeleteHis mouth would just blah blah all day
But wife didn’t weep
For blessing she’d reap
His blah blah would keep pests away
A win in the end
DeleteWith his blah trend
I'd be lying if I didn't admit to trying to figure out who was who. haha
ReplyDeletehaha hopefully not confusing
DeleteAs you went perusing
your lines about "FAKE" are outstanding Pat!
ReplyDeleteGlad they were grand
DeleteHere in my land