Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Tough To Swallow For The Flat And Hollow!

Wow, the cat would say it is amazing but that would just get some gazing. For it really is not. You humans always have to make up some weird plot.

Did you know at your sea,
That you are still living with the crazy?
I guess you probably did,
Unless you're one with a tin cap lid.

Flat Earthers are all around.
They can surely be found.
As they stare at the flat ground.
Kind of like a crap searching hound.

That might be an insult to the mutt.
Even they are not that much of a nut.
Flat Earthers still state the world is flat.
Everyone else is a dingbat.

The conspiracy is far and wide.
The flat Earth they are trying to hide.
They just want you to think it's round.
Did they get a lobotomy in the pound?

Then you have another group,
That are not quite a crazy troop.
At least fiction has fun with it.
But they still dwell in the crazy pit.

Hollow Earthers are here.
Have no fear.
They will save the day.
The Earth is hollowed out clay.

You can go in and find a spot,
That has a nice comfy plot.
Would that not be grand?
To live beneath a billion tons of land?

Or flip that around,
And a new hollow is found.
We are already in hollow Earth,
The universe and such is of worth.

It is the outside.
So we need to take a long ride.
We need to see what is on top.
That mission will never flop.

Which would you choose?
I mean you can't lose.
Flat Earthers fall flat,
And Hollower Earthers don't need a hat.

It will not rain in hollow earth I guess. So they can avoid such a weather mess. Unless lava flows I suppose. Then they may burn off their toes. Want to take a side? It could be a fun ride. Or maybe you want to stick around. Get it? I know, I astound. So fun the crazy theories in mass. I am sure some could even be made up by my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Movie Of The Week At My Creek!

The super hero movie has taken over. Of course that is even known by rover. So the cat has to chime in and do the best one ever at his bin.


 The treasure of inka dinka doo,
Had disappeared from view.
What would the world do?
They called in the super hero crew.


But he was blank.
He had no gas in the tank.
Must be the sheet.
Aren't those pajamas neat?


Then came four,
Who all seemed to adore.
The rock one ate them though.
That was pretty low.


If it talks like a duck,
You are in luck.
Until he came across a cat,
Then that was the end of that.


He dropped the basketball,
Now he'll get you at last call.
He swings his mighty hammer.
Is he wearing parts of the slammer?


He comes at top speed,
Helping all in need.
Just touch his magic rock.
Busted for sounding dirty with his rock stock.


They were just sent away.
Those nipples just caused dismay.
Look at those plastic things,
As bad as plastic hospital wings.


He thought it was found,
He would get a huge reward mound.
They would pay a hefty price.
Oops, it was just ice.


Thor came to play.
He was ready to join the fray.
Whoops, he has the wrong hat.
Just forget about that.


Then she came.
A fine to peep at dame.
But after one of the worst movies ever,
The world threw up and forgot their endeavor.

Now won't you be first in line for such a flick? Then at the end you can just get sick. A super hero film to top them all, right here on my wall. But if you hurl over that last lass, stay far away from my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.

Monday, July 28, 2014

Don't Be A Robot, Shit Or Get Off The Pot!

The cat is being invaded today by a frog. What next? A hog? The thing is singing away too. Warning, some swear words may come due. What? The title gave that away? Well, okay!




Wandering through the day,
With life neatly in place.
Time to pay another bill,
Accepting the daily rat race.

Dreams stuck in a drawer,
Saved for a later date.
Expecting one day it will open,
Finding out it's far too late.

It's time to forget what you've been taught,
And just shit or get off the pot.
Time can't be stopped or caught,
So time to shit or get off the pot.

The what's, ifs and ors,
Pile up all your life.
Things never seem to come to be,
Like the constant stabbing of a knife.

If only you had this or that,
If only such an event would occur.
But the mundane is where you stay,
The lines continuing to blur.

It's time to forget what you've been taught,
And just shit or get off the pot.
Time can't be stopped or caught,
So time to shit or get off the pot.

You take comfort in others,
They are in the same boat.
A flock under one roof,
Sheep with nothing of note.

The time will come for you all,
The forbidden dream will take form.
But as each day passes you by,
You continue to live in the norm.

It's time to forget what you've been taught,
And just shit or get off the pot.
Time can't be stopped or caught,
So time to shit or get off the pot.

Subtle changes blow in the breeze,
Age begins to rear its head.
Before you know it you can't move,
And are tied to your death bed.

Break the ties, break the mold.
Let your dreams take hold.
Things will never become gold,
If on the flock you are sold.

It's time to forget what you've been taught,
And just shit or get off the pot.
Time can't be stopped or caught,
So time to shit or get off the pot.

Just forget what you've been taught,
And shit or get off the pot.

There is another tune done by the cat. It has been a while since he wore that hat. When the saying was said the other day, poof, the idea came into play. Now another tune has come to pass and thankfully I don't have to use a pot for my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.