Saturday, March 17, 2018

A Second None For Fun!

The cat will make this post none. Yep, isn't none fun? You'll see nothing here at all because this is none at my hall. None at all. None at my hall. A repeat none. Isn't that fun?

First was Hank.
Did he walk the plank?
Maybe a ninja attack.
Either way, none gets no flack.

For it is none.
None for fun.
A none run.
Run of the none.

For first don't count.
Nope, not an amount.
Not one bit.
First don't mean shit.

It is none.
None for fun.
None by the ton.
Did we do this run?

None doesn't exist.
Are you pissed?
You got none.
It's not like one.

It is none.
One none is fun.
Three nones is fun.
Stack them up when done.

They don't exist.
So won't be missed.
But that is the way.
None is out to play.

Play with you.
Yep, it's true.
Truth in the none.
Isn't that fun?

None's the way.
That's what you say.
Second gets best.
First fails the test.

Why is that?
Beats the cat.
For none just has fun.
This post is second to none.

Get where I was going with my showing? Are you confused? Yeah, that would make me amused. How can something be second to none? Can be second to one, but second to none? Isn't being second to something that doesn't exist fun? I think we should stick with first as the pass. No second to none-ing for my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Friday, March 16, 2018

All In View Are After You!

Did you see that? It was a cat. It may have been me. It may have been we. How are you to know? You see the wind blow? Now mother nature is after you. What are you to do?

That shadow is alive.
How will you survive?
It's watching you.
It is very true.

That rock knows as well.
That curtain raises hell.
That guy walking by...
I know he is a bad guy.

That hat on your head...
That sheet over the bed...
That flag flying in the air...
Those strands of ass hair...

They see me.
They are up a tree.
They are there too.
Wherever there is a view.

They are after me.
After me and my tree.
I can't live like this.
Did you hear that hiss?

They are after my money.
It so isn't funny.
They are after my job.
Me they want to rob.

They are after my house.
I see you...mouse.
You aren't getting me.
You or that fuzzy bee.

They want in.
They think it sin.
They watch everything I do.
It is very very very true.

She is against me.
Along with anyone you'd call he.
Heck, even everyone you'd call she.
I can't live free.

Everyone is out to get me.
I'm telling the truth to thee.
Wait, you are out to get me too.
It's a conspiracy that's true.

Pfffft is all the cat can say. A nut like this actually came our way. She thought everyone and everything were out to get her. The lines sure did blur. Or maybe that was her brain as it went on the nonsense train. Ever have to deal with a conspiracy nut who's all about me? Were they right saying they were being targeted by thee? That would probably be a no that came to pass. How such dumb people survive the day sure beats my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer. 

Thursday, March 15, 2018

I Figure I'll Post At My Coast!

So I guess I'll post, whoops wrong one to boast. Guessing isn't the way. Figuring rules this day. Are you figuring things out yet? You will soon I bet.

Figuring out a post.
From coast to coast.
Stole a line.
But that is fine.

Figure I'll hear about it.
Maybe in a bit.
I figure it is like that.
I figure I'm right on the stat.

I figure this will run.
I figure it will be done.
I figure it may not be.
I figure I'm confusing thee.

One out of four may be right.
I figure those odds aren't a fright.
I figure it is okay.
I figure we'll be on our way.

You're still here?
My figuring isn't clear.
I figure I need to tweak it.
I figure there won't be a fit.

I figure I'll fit that in.
When will it take a spin?
I figure about next month some time.
I figure I'll never be a mime.

I figure you're on to me.
I figure you climbed that tree.
Not the one out your door.
I figure you knew that at your shore.

I figure and not guess.
I figure I better confess.
I figure that is wise.
I figure I tell no lies.

Guess I better retract.
Bah, pretend it is a fact.
I figure it will work.
Figuring is such a perk.

I guess I'm done.
Another rhyme spun.
I figure it's true.
Now I am off at my zoo.

Do you figure things a lot? Does your figuring ever create an actual plot? Did you figure out my rhyme? Are you still stuck on a tree climb? Go tree climbing if you like. Can climb on a hike. I figure that probably won't come to pass, but if so you can tell how it goes to my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.