So when Pat was at work, Cassie was being a jerk. I went to tackle Miss Priss and slapped her one, making her hiss. But then she moved as I dove at her and began to purr. For a pile of DVDs fell on my head and then a few more, oh the dread.
Pat has these things going up the wall and down the hall. But I had to pick up the spill and of course Miss Priss left me to fit the bill. But like something straight out of Meteorman, it seemed I tuned into a new wave ban. For every one I touched to put back on the pile, I seemed to tune into that movie dial. Warning! This could get vile as I walk another movie mile.
Who is Keysor Soze? Maybe that nice blue jay? Wait! I didn't say To Kill a Mockingbird. Don't act like Aliens going all absurd.
Feeling a bit shagged, fagged and fashed are we? It's All About Eve I see. Now sit Up there is no time to go infinity and beyond for you, silly pup. Sin City is where you live and a Scarface I will give.
Having fun traveling down this Mystic River. A Beautiful Mind can be such a giver. You're going to eat lightnin' and you're gonna crap thunder! The People Under the Stairs may consider that a blunder.
Fencing, fighting, torture, revenge, giants, monsters, chases, escapes, true love, miracles, damn I'm tired now. I can't even let out a meow. I guess it's Gone With The Wind or I suffered a Breakdown and The Wrestler has me pinned.
Men are shameless. If you're not thinking with your wiener, then you're acting directly on its behalf. Oh don't laugh. Son of a bitch, he stole my line. I guess with Modern Times that's just fine.
The Apartment is almost clean. Gladiator's speech is making a scene. Maybe Some Like It Hot? I cast you out, unclean spirit! I guess not.
That American Beauty is causing much Heat. It's just too bad Twelve Monkeys make her complete. That's a tad Off Beat though. Maybe it's time to feel the glow?
I don't want any Stripes. But I am sorry The Elephant Man broke your pipes, as he came in like a Raging Bull and Chinatown is no longer full.
Richard Parker and I stole this money from the company to pay for my sex-change operation. Umm let's change to The Kid station. Not time for A Christmas Story. So go call back in old Glory.
There is nothing more frustrating than playing hide and seek with a deaf wolf, don't you think? That Full Metal Jacket sure does may you sink. He's got so many politicians in his pocket he walks with a limp. Maybe he should just have a Fast Five or a blimp.
That was a lot of work and that was just one pile picked up where I lurk. The rest I will save for Pat, for I am a crazy enough cat. Talking to myself here at my shelf in all those voices and such, is just too much. So alas, the following was based on a not so true story about my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.