It's time at my court for a round up to come due.
You might give a snort after such a view.
But you are on equal ground and it had to be done.
As I went around and spied on each and everyone.
I had to get the dirt and the facts.
No! I didn't flirt or do any stalker acts.
Unless you count my need to lick,
After seeing a dirty pic.
So to keep you all up to speed and on the ball.
I have done the deed and will give Globland a call.
Yes it's really a write,
Shut up! It's my site.
Cats are being caged and getting the snip snip,
The humpty hump raged no more after that trip.
Sundays for a blabber mouth have come to an end.
There isn't enough gas down south to continue such a trend.
A blue man is refusing to update and to change.
He thinks his eight tracks are great and will not re-arrange.
Have you caught on to my little game?
If the answer does not dawn your brain is to blame.
Ginger on the tongue is sweeping the land,
I think their bell is rung as they spit in back in their hand.
Digging in the dirt seems to be quite the craze.
I guess that sax flirt likes to make a dirt maze.
Rocket ships are being found in the roadside ditch.
Along with some gal all profound who must really itch.
Are you there yet or still confused?
Either way I bet you know I'm amused.
Fecking airlines are merging or whatever you call it.
But with such converging money has surely filled a pit.
A grammar hound has hung up his socks.
A slump has been found over at those docks.
Some bible thumping clown helps children sing.
I'd be embarrassed in that town to admit I owned the vhs of the thing.
This is not a trick and should come with ease.
Now make yourself slick and don't sneeze.
For there was a man who blew stuff up,
And I hear the bible belt wasn't a fan of his bagel hiccup.
Some rawkin robin is against Valentine's day,
Even offering a bobbin for a delightful display.
A birdie is in love with one and all.
How can that wannabe dove like what comes after fall?
I was a bit more blantant there.
So don't say the cat doesn't care.
Another has a thing for a spy named Chuck.
While one let it sing that he can't blog thanks to having to suck.
The Russians may come to lurk and invade,
If an angry guy gives a hum and his plans don't fade.
Always something food wise at this cave,
Which after heaven's sensual nude might be all the rave.
The cat has you thinking now?
If you figured it out take a bow.
There is music all around even if you can't understand.
But it's a pretty sound unless it's a can't hear the words band.
A third little pooch as joined ones shore.
Good thing they aren't like Hooch or they'd break down the door.
A goth critter came about as of late,
I think it was bitter and knew its cat snack fate.
Did you hit your head with that bow?
That must cause dread but don't have a cow.
A guy shitting on the basketball court for the game,
Really is an epic fail at any hall and really lame.
Some zombies and two guys had a thing,
I guess the zombie told lies and snacked during their fling.
Retro eighties and fake trailers are up for display,
Along with maybe some jolly sailers and a nerd who had to pay.
Watch your back for zombies I must say.
Those things just yum yum you away.
Seems to be a run on crows and the chim chim chireey.
Why? God only knows with a sip sip sir-y.
Lemurs are still lying in wait for their chance to shine.
Penguins seem to have of late caused them to whine.
Another is on the job search and quit the junk.
So he won't turn into Lurch and "You Rang" will be bunk.
Those lemurs are ready to attack.
Watch out for they run in a pack.
Some poor guy has classes piling up mid way through.
But to all the masses he states a pass will come due.
Tech updates are heard most every day.
But don't be absurd and find them at a certain bay.
Dragons have come to roost as well as of late.
I guess their fiery hell may be Earth's fate.
All these scary creatures are out and about.
If you see such features, run, scream and shout.
Some weird shaped hill also threw me for a loop.
I bet for a thrill he purposely made the thing droop.
Oliver! Oliver! Oliver! Stupid thing needs to silence itself.
Bloody Hell! Why did I have to go visit that shelf.
Once more that half naked girl was getting all groped.
I wonder if giving it a whirl came out as she hoped?
So if your brain still isn't lit I have to give up hope,
For you haven't got it and are at the end of your rope.
So now my court has come full circle for all of you.
If you can't understand the report than whoopdi friggin doo.
You know how I love to use that at my shore.
Don't say suck a lemon to the cat or I'll break down your door.
I hope you weren't confused and caught on to my report view.
But if you were abused once more whoopdi friggin doo!
I know how to distract you with gas.
Maybe I should release some from my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.