Making Your Screen Nice And Green!

So over at dVerse they want one to write what first comes into your mind when green is in sight. But since the cat has many voices in his head, today much green you are going to be fed. On saint me day, as Pat likes to say, you may just forget the snow on display.

 

They are heroes in the half shell,

And they're green.

When the evil crocodile causes hell,

They'll get mean.  

 

But he was born on a raft,

And likes to give a snap.

Plus he took up a craft,

Making hats for each chap.

 

Except a one eyed freak,

Who reminds me of another found around,

The blog land creek.

With the whine of a hound.

 

Thankfully the army men are here,

Ready to join the fight.

And kick her, umm it, in the rear.

That will sure be a sight.

 

And with a big axe,

The frogs will join in.

Going to the max,

For a big win.

 

Yet the three eyes will come,

And split with the one eyes.

Then all will give an even hum,

But still they aren't very wise.

 

Especially this one here

She shows off like a snack.

So when one comes near,

She will get eaten at her shack.

 

By a jolly green giant,

Who has a fetish for snacks.

He will remain defiant,

And go on his chocolate attacks.

 

Even when the ring,

Joins in with a flash.

Oop, wrong hero I fling.

Guess I was caught up in the clash.

 

Like the green ranger,

Who calls his robot,

And protects a stranger,

Looking fake quite a lot.

 

It gets crushed and smashed,

After a quick yell,

The thing is surely bashed,

 And all quickly goes to hell.

 

Just look at his face.

Does a round nose lie?

Sure his scream could start a race,

As the green guys fall from the sky.

 

Just look at that finger,

It's all ready to go,

And prepared to linger,

Up the gazoo of your show.

 

But the namek will save the day,

Ready to kick some butt.

Yet look at the time on display.

It will take 20 episodes for a minute to pass at your hut.

 

So riddle me this,

And riddle me that.

Is it pure bliss,

To wear spandex but forget a hat?

 

He isn't saying,

Keeping his tongue in place.

But if it starts displaying

You may get crapped out as an egg for such an embrace.

 

That would make you mean,

And you'd surely scream.

Becoming an ogre on scene,

Wishing it was all a dream.

 

But sadly he'll hit you with hyper beam,

And you'll be blasting off again.

No chance of ice cream,

Today at your den.

 

Unless you pucker up nice,

And follow a yellow brick road.

With that face, no dice,

Would rather kiss a toad.

 

Speaking of which,

Simply use the force.

Then your arms will twitch,

And you can claim without remorse,

 

That you stole his lucky charms,

And got away.

You raised no alarms,

And can have a fine green day.

So much green the cat couldn't stop. Did you know all that I gave a drop? They just kept jumping into my head as I went away, which sure greened up the place on saint me day. Hope you enjoyed the lucky green pass from my ever so charming little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.