Old People Everywhere As The Noises Blare!

So the cat followed Pat down the road and across the pond and a lot further beyond. As it took a whole fifteen minutes of my time. You know that is surely a crime. But he went to the casino for some fun and I sorta got kicked out for eating the ball as it spun, but we won't go there as it eventually came out back at my lair.

What I saw though,
Was quite the show.
It was the geriatric squad,
Who all around gave an applaud.

You'd think it was a nursing home,
As they and their walkers continued to roam.
I hoped no one would win big,
As they would pop their wig.

Also have a heart attack,
Then the cat would steal the dough and run back to his shack.
Hey, don't curse.
I didn't kill them and it could be worse.

At least they had some free food,
Although they were rather rude.
I guess they thought my fleas,
Would really bite up their knees.

People and their damn superstitious mumbo jumbo,
One even carried around a statue of Dumbo.
Oops, I meant of a dog.
Bah, both are just as bad at my blog.

Then one would touch the screen,
And make quite the scene.
I guess both were for good luck,
But sadly she lost her buck.

Another watched as Pat won a bit,
Having her own fit.
I guess at least she was proud of that,
Still confusing to the cat.

Plus too much damn noise.
As all shouted their joys.
Except for one,
Would walked like he couldn't run.

He grumbled quite a bit,
Having an F word fit.
More than once,
I guess he really thought the cashier was a dunce.

They all hopped about,
As the machines kept up their shout.
Wowee, they paid out,
Because you got three trout.

Don't spend your five dollars all in one spot.
Because that is a whole lot.
You'd think they gave you a great deal.
The amount of old people was still unreal.

The cat has nothing against them at all,
Unless on me they tried to fall.
Just an observation of the casino floor,
As the cat got pushed out the door.

Thankfully Pat got his money though and he can spend it on me at our show. Better be something good, as with that whole $40 extra dollars buy me something great he should. Maybe a nice juicy rat, oh scratch that. May as well just get me a pringle can so I can throw it at each fan. I heard enough dings for one day come to pass and now I need to rest my ears as well as my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.