All mutts do is lick their balls and run up and down halls, they eat some crap and take a butt sniffing lap. But this isn't about those boring old things. This is about Pat wishing he had wings. For when you want to get past and the stupid loooooong ass train is vast, it can take quite a while and go on for a good loooooong mile.
Stuck in a rut,
Literally, as the road has a gut.
It sucked it in.
What a sin.
Oh wait, that is just a pot hole.
Next to a flag pole.
It reads "Happy Harry's."
Must beat Moody Larry's.
Or Whiny Barry's,
Or Crying Carrie's.
Yeah I picked the girl name to cry.
Had to, after all the whining of one eye.
That just worked so well.
She may damn me to hell.
Where was I?
Oh yes, what I spy.
"Boyzzz" is scene.
So are they sleepy or mean?
Maybe no sleep makes them so.
If I pry their anger may grow.
Your four ! means their cool.
What a nimrod.
Probably written by a cod.
A picture of a hmmm monkey squirrel?
That face makes me want to hurl.
Yeah, it was that bad of a drawing.
But better than the cat's pawing.
42 is the number I've reached.
Still my time is being leeched.
Happy Harry would even swear.
But he's happy, what does he care?
"Right to live"
That info you had to give?
Paint it loud and proud.
You make draw a crowd.
Oh look you did.
"Or die" flipped their lid.
But it was in green,
Your blue was less obscene.
On to number 56.
Boy, these train guys are dicks.
How many damn carts do they need?
I guess they heard me plead.
58 and they are done.
The gate raises and off to work fun.
Hmmm maybe I'd rather watch the train.
"Gooseberry" sounds like a fun lane.
Yep, those were spray painted on the carts I saw. Some were rather unreadable or had a flaw that I could just not get one bit. I guess they were made by a nitwit. One was a big red square. What is the point in that at any lair? To prove you are dumb? Maybe you spray paint a red square when you hum. Either way Pat finally got to stop wasting gas and I got to be a train cart ranting little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.