Random thoughts go through ones head with they are not sure what they just said. Does that make any sense? Or is the cat just sounding dense? Blame Miss Priss for such woes as at bush number five the need for sleep sure grows.
Random is the name
Of this little game.
Have no idea where it will go.
But it is a Saturday flow.
No one seems to be around.
I wonder where they are found?
Out for a walk,
Too lazy to blog stalk?
Maybe they made a scene,
With a magic growing bean.
Not sure it's called a bean though,
Unless you are snip snipped down below.
If you have boney shoulders,
That hurt as bad as sharp boulders,
Do those angel and demon guys,
Who act all bright and wise,
Get a pain in their ass?
At the very least one should cause them gas.
Why would you ever want to get ahead?
Wouldn't such a present cause you dread?
Plus you have to kill something first,
To get your head present burst.
If a vcr eats a dvd what type of player would it be?
All jammed up I suppose is all one would see.
Sounds like a bad porno flick title.
Damn my mind is really not idle.
How come barrels carry monkeys with loopy arms?
Wouldn't that raise some SPCA type alarms?
If a vampire and a zombie mated,
Yeah, they'd be a little dated,
But would it give birth to the undead undead?
Now that is where you can get ahead.
A cat doesn't copy any of you.
A cat does what he or she wants to.
A dog copies you all,
So it should be copy dog at each hall.
Why would a long tailed cat,
Leave his door mat,
To go to a room full of rocking chairs?
Why not just find the stairs?
I dare you humans to rock there.
You would fall down and the cat would just stare.
How does my link show up on dVerse?
It must be some type of Sunday curse.
Or Brian can't sleep in like me.
Either way causes glee.
Now I'm done with my randomness I suppose.
As the lack of sleep still grows.
So that was all over the place. I guess my rats just wanted to race. Then I chowed them all down. Can't have them running around my town. Time to go shove food down the tube of Cass. Of course I will just be an ever watchful little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.