For the P post the cat won't be petty and forget all of you. How could I ever forget the cat's crew? Especially when you are once more stuck in my damn head causing the cat dread. That's right the cat is once more suffering from that psychic plight. So for P I guess psychic will have to do. Although don't say I never warned you. For the cat is so psychic he can read your mind. You call it being telepathic all you want but it's psychic to my little rhyming behind. See it has started already your brain waves are once again coming to be steady.
"A rhyming cat, I'd rather have a dog."
Damn blog stalker I hope you get gawked by The Gawker.
"I hope the Japanese don't see me coming in late. That was close I like being short. Now no drinking as I read the cat's page."
Wow, you even blabber on in your brain. You do realize the cat can only take so much clutter as he boards the psychic train?
"Is he talking about me? Is it Pat talking or the cat. Wait! Why are my thoughts on the screen. How is he doing this? Is there something wrong with me? Maybe I have a virus in my brain."
She has a lot more to say, but Blabber can't suck all the time away at my bay.
"Bloody wanker isn't giving me any time today."
Settle down you still have the rhyming comment crown.
"Sigh! I keep coming back for the zebra and never get it."
Hmmmm creeper alert at my sea. I will wish a flee on your knee.
"I wonder how I can work gas and ass into my comment this time. Maybe he won't notice if I hit reply instead of scrolling down."
Sadly we all notice that and now you can see we do right on the screen at my mat. Actually your twin makes the biggest fuss over it. But you are still quite the hit.
"First, I have to be first, waiting. Come on already, I have to be first!"
Hank are you waiting to be first once more here at my shore? Could be Brian too or the Fox but then he likes to make first through fourth come due.
"I need a snarky comment to come back at this cat with."
"Why is it he's always picking on me?"
"Bloody hell he's making me rhyme each and every time."
"I hope he doesn't hurt a poor mime."
"Won't you come live with me cute cat."
Bah! Brain is starting to overload once more as they signals keep coming in at my shore. Go away and come back never again at my bay. You cause too much dismay and you don't even rhyme what you say. Besides the bloody hell person one and we all know who gave that run.
"Drazin knew Drazin should have made this fleabag into slippers. He's off his rocker."
"Look at this eejit. He better bugger off and stay out of my head and keep his rhyming arse out of my garden."
"I know I have that reference book around here somewhere. It has to be behind the big thick ones and under the ancient looking ones."
"I knew my penguins would come through and fill his head with poo."
"I already spotted ten mistakes so far. Orson, stop bothering me. You aren't allowed to post because they could see Jesus in you fur."
Hmm Fox you forgot to show that one when you gave the whole face thing a run. Some Irish Air seems to have it out for the cat. I'll have to scratch up her door mat. Strat! Here we go once more at my shore.
"This is great!"
"Followed, follow back"
Hmm well that was an easy one for the cat it seems robot wannabes brain waves fall pretty flat. But some make up for it with ease and they rant on and on and on about whatever they please.
"Google says this isn't possible. This is just like his one horse town and time change. I'm not falling for it. I wish my thoughts would stop appearing on screen. It makes me look like such a blabbermouth. Did I just think that?"
"All the cats out there do run together some. Maybe I can seem like less of a crazy cat lady if I pretend they are the same one. Pat, stop typing what I am saying. Don't make me come for another brain tour."
"Maybe ass and ca ca this time. If I throw in a poo it might seem a bit much. I guess gas and ass always seem to work."
"Do people really think with such bad grammar?"
"I found the cause of it. Oh wait! This cure is in a 100 year old reference book. It might be a tad out of date.
"Pat you eejit, bugger off and get out of my head."
"May I'll finally get to see that zebra thong."
"This is such an awesome act and that's a face it fact."
Make it stop! I need to call a psychic cop. This damn A to Z. I curse thee. Go away, go away, go away. Hmmm that might have just worked as there is no more dismay.
"Diese reimen cat ist ein solches blast"
"Regardez cette stupide cat"
"Questa è una crazy ass feline"
I guess those wires had to get unstuck first. Hearing thoughts is the worst. Never wish for such a power as the thoughts continue to shower. Not to say it wasn't fun repeating all of you as you came into my mind's view. But now my psychic power has once more come to pass and I still don't care if you say it's being telepahtic as I'm a psychic little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.