The cat wrote that title today. Actually on April 4, 2018 at our bay. But that is close enough. Hey, being that far ahead is tough. You have to remember when it was done. Or not, but I gave it a run. Yep, me. Now on to thee.
This was done.
Done a ton.
Had to be so.
That's what I know.
But it was wrong?
Bah, sing a new song.
Sing what's been sung.
Go ahead and pop a lung.
It wasn't me.
It was thee.
Or maybe him.
Maybe her on a limb.
I couldn't do that.
I'm far too fat.
Or maybe it's skinny.
What makes me winny?
Screwed up a word?
Oh, how absurd.
It was not me.
The internet had it to see.
It was just there.
So don't give me that stare.
I never typed it.
The computer did that shit.
It just made me swear.
So don't pull out your hair.
None of this is my fault.
Don't come here and halt.
Go to that guy.
He is ever so sly.
He looked at me wrong.
It is his fault because he's from Hong Kong.
It has to do with the jet.
That is a safe bet.
Or maybe the plane.
Or maybe some scary lane.
It all came from there.
Or maybe life isn't fair.
Life is a constant assault.
That makes it not my fault.
Don't you love those people? Could blame it on an alien church steeple. But nope, never ever them who did it. Not one little bit. Even when caught in the act. Not their fault is still their default pact. We tend to ignore and/or make fun of such nuts. They really end up talking out their butts. For this post I don't even have to blame Cass. It all came from my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
This was done.
Done a ton.
Had to be so.
That's what I know.
But it was wrong?
Bah, sing a new song.
Sing what's been sung.
Go ahead and pop a lung.
It wasn't me.
It was thee.
Or maybe him.
Maybe her on a limb.
I couldn't do that.
I'm far too fat.
Or maybe it's skinny.
What makes me winny?
Screwed up a word?
Oh, how absurd.
It was not me.
The internet had it to see.
It was just there.
So don't give me that stare.
I never typed it.
The computer did that shit.
It just made me swear.
So don't pull out your hair.
None of this is my fault.
Don't come here and halt.
Go to that guy.
He is ever so sly.
He looked at me wrong.
It is his fault because he's from Hong Kong.
It has to do with the jet.
That is a safe bet.
Or maybe the plane.
Or maybe some scary lane.
It all came from there.
Or maybe life isn't fair.
Life is a constant assault.
That makes it not my fault.
Don't you love those people? Could blame it on an alien church steeple. But nope, never ever them who did it. Not one little bit. Even when caught in the act. Not their fault is still their default pact. We tend to ignore and/or make fun of such nuts. They really end up talking out their butts. For this post I don't even have to blame Cass. It all came from my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
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ReplyDeleteBack on top
DeleteNot gonna flop
I am not number one, but it's not my fault.
DeleteSo you say
DeleteAnyway
Hank is back
ReplyDeleteOn the #1 track
Good morning Hank
Good afternoon True
DeleteWas just hit and run
Caught in a due
On some errands
Hank
That he is
DeleteWith the #1 biz
there are people who twist situations around
ReplyDeleteIts never their fault where they are found.
Twist and shout
DeleteThen they pout
Where is that alien church located, anyway?
ReplyDeleteSeems to be everywhere
DeleteTeleportation for it's lair
Sounds like you’ve been talking to my kid
ReplyDeleteHe will never confess to what he did
Round and round it goes
DeleteNo matter what shows
the old thing - if you are pointing at something or someone as not your fault - well, four digits are pointing back at YOU
ReplyDeleteThat they be
DeleteAnd can plainly see
That's a typical response and quite the fault line!
ReplyDeleteQuite the one indeed
DeleteAs the typical takes seed
yes I know this! haha! Is not me! We never know!! :)
ReplyDeleteNot me
DeletePlain to see
No one wants to admit their faults
ReplyDeletebut it is really easy to do
makes one feel better about it too!
It has to be so hard to write so far ahead
are there sometimes ones you don't post
because the topics might be dead?
betty
Nope, we just let them flow
DeleteNot hard at our show
And it they are outdated
Bah, still can be related
Not far ahead any more though
As away we go
I read the title as Sure Can't Halt A Good Old Fart. I guess I'll say when that happens, it definitely wasn't me! :)
ReplyDeletehaha farts on the brain
DeleteHmmm smelly or plain?
Most people never want to take responsibility for something when it's their fault.
ReplyDeleteThat they don't
DeleteAnd they won't
orlin N cassie; just nother nice thing bout catz verzuz peepulz.....if we did sum thin wrong....we blame it on
ReplyDeletedawg ~~ and add mit ta doin sew !!! ☺☺♥♥
haha that we do
DeleteThe mutt takes it on cue
When I make a mistake
ReplyDeletethe blame I do take
when I get it right
I stand in the light
to say I'm the best
unlike the rest
might as well be a snob
when I do a good job
which is all day, all the time
for the sake of this rhyme.
A snob on the go
DeleteReaching a high bow
Or would that be medal?
Hit the gas pedal
I know many people like that......some within my family.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Around they be
DeleteFrom sea to sea
Sure Can't Halt Good Old Fault!
ReplyDeleteNever to own up a way of sorts
When to blame
Is to claim
But one's conscience is all rot
Hank
Rot it be
DeleteAs they let it fly free
We Americans have an idiot like that supposedly running our country! He takes the blame for absolutely nothing but tries to take credit for everything!
ReplyDeleteYep, a whiny idiot that can't do much at all
DeleteToss him behind a wall
We so agree with the silver fox. But then there are lots of other people that do the same. Have a good evening Pat.
ReplyDeleteYep, lots out there
DeletePlenty to spare
Teach third grade and you'll watch accusations of fault fly.
ReplyDeleteI thought they were tops till we elected for president an orange-haired guy.
Yeah, third graders don't really think they'll get away with it most times
DeleteThe orange haired nutball thinks he will every time he chimes
Sounds like my best friend's ex husband
ReplyDeleteGood to be ex
DeleteWhen such crap they flex