So the cat needs to give you humans some lip for this dVerse trip. You need to get your act together and stop changing your minds like the weather. Or maybe just stop lying but that might cause many a brain to end up frying.
The cat sees the news,
Stating it can't lose.
This will be the movie of the year.
Turns out it is something to fear.
Oh look it's Resident Evil 6.
That game will be in all top picks.
Turns out it's trash,
Leaving you with a bad rash.
Sure there is the odd nut,
That will like such things at their hut.
Opinions are assholes I suppose.
Wait! Is that how that goes?
But when the majority claim,
It will be something of fame,
Then the movie or game,
Turns out to be oh so lame,
To all who cried out for it,
Giving them a big fit.
Seems there is something to it.
Maybe they didn't add enough spit?
Or too much polish and shine,
Making it less than divine.
Goes for anything though,
That can curl your toes.
Next big thing just flopped,
That has to sting that it dropped.
Maybe the anticipation is to high?
But some things at least get a good cry.
Not totally sucky as hell,
And end up being swell.
Maybe they know it will suck,
And give off some "it will be grand" cluck.
That way they can sell it before all know,
And realize their lying flow.
Does this bring us back to greed?
Just them planting the seed,
When they know it is trash,
And will be over in a flash.
All kinds of questions arise,
But a word to the wise.
Tell the hype to pound sand,
For protesting too much and making such a stand,
Usually only means one thing,
In the trash you'll want to give it a fling.
There we go the cat has stirred up some strat at his show and now all can think. I hope I did not bring you to the brink. Actually that might be fun. So if it was done, don't blame the cat, we'll blame this one on Pat. Or maybe Cass because it certainly can't be blamed on my hyped up little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.