The Alliance Is dVerse And They Are Surely Perverse!

The cat had a thing or two to take care of at our sea and I was going to postpone this dVerse at bush number three. Alright, that isn't true. But I was going to just rhyme about a loo, as you know that is easy for me to do. But Brian kicked up a fuss and even started to cuss. So well the loo rhyme would be fun, the cat decided the Great Penguin Caper should be done. It is truly a sight to behold and you will now know what happens when you join the alliance fold.

As I was saying,
The Gawker wanted no loo displaying.
For he didn't want to make a scene.
Even if his place isn't so clean.
Do you see that mess?
He needs a maid I must confess.

Miss Priss and I,
Were once more off dealing with that Drazin guy.
Errr um god if you wish,
Personally I've seen more godly fish.
Speaking of which,
Fish is surely what scratches this dVerse itch.

You see the alliance thought it would be grand,
To come and invade my land,
When we were away.
Pfft, about the only time they could get near my bay.

But it seems Penguin Man forgot to feed his flock,
And so first they had to stop at his dock.
Yet his borg updates melted their minds,
And they were truly whacked out of their behinds.

Penguin Man tried to hail a cab,
And even started to blab.
But it seems no taxis go,
To some desert as fares never seem to show.

He stood there for a long time,
I guess those updates truly weren't so sublime.
Of course he could have offended the tree,
By looking through thee.

His cohort, Elsie, was too busy with the summer of me.
To help give the penguins the fish for free.
Would you look at that eye?
It's no wonder she is so shy.

I'd hide my face too,
And use a fake eye for all to view.
If I looked like a dinosaur.
Hell, I'd never even take an outside tour.

Lurker was trying to hitch hike his way there,
But he could not get out of his lair.
If seems he was stuck,
For there was no big truck.

In the cars he could not fit.
I guess he needs to run from those zombies for a bit.
Instead of hiding behind his crew,
Watching from his kingly view.

Thinkingcap was rather aware,
And tried to ignite a flare.
She cheered with her umm cheery cap,
And flapped her trap.

Sadly none seemed to come,
As she beat her drum.
I guess no one cares about the penguins at all,
Or maybe she needed to do a cat call.

Blabber finally got her tank,
For being a nitwit and walking the alliance plank.
Doesn't that look oh so scary to you?
The alliance just don't have a clue.

But at least Blabber found snow,
That is where the penguins show.
And as you can see,
She likes to strut her stuff in the summer with glee.

Then there was Anne,
Who is such a Price is Right fan.
That she has been off on some big trip,
Teaching herself to sway each hip.

Look at that pretty pot?
I bet that would go for a lot.
Wow Irish Air is really onto something here,
Once more the alliance strikes such fear.

And finally they found each other slow and steady.
Would they just feed the damn penguins already?
Look at Penguin Man pretending he did not see,
Right through Irish Air as she shows off Lurker with glee.

While Blabber gets to ride a camel once more,
She liked it so much the first time she needed a humping encore.
Elsie mixes in with the camels too,
Just in another way, sad but true.

Whule Thinkingcap still calls for all,
To answer the penguin feeding call.
Even if they ended up in the wrong spot,
Probably followed Blabber, so now they'll all rot.

At least they have a huge litter box,
And don't need to wear socks.
Wow! With such members and adventures the cat better watch his back,
They may pick up sand fleas and send them in a pack.

Sadly, the penguins are still waiting for their food,
While Miss Priss and I stopped Drazin from being rude.
We also got back safe and sound.
And as for the alliance, let's just say they still have lots of sand to pound.

Oh the cat loves such a tale. I will thank Brian for making me give such a wail. I even had some visuals too. So you all could get a clue and see how sad the alliance really are. So go and join them from near and far. Then the cat will throw you for a loop and in one simple swoop, take you all out in mass and that is all from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.