So dVerse has numerology on the Brian. Hmm that must leave your brain fryin. But no matter how you go about the number you can surely slice it more ways than a cucumber. It all depends on how you look at what you want at your nook.
Numerology is the name.
Numbers is the game.
Could your 1 to 6 bring fame?
Maybe you can match it to a porn voiced dame?
Had to drop that in.
I will never let that one go at my bin.
Would that make that number 50,
Of things I repeat that I find nifty?
But if you are a six in the first part,
You may rip out someone's heart.
If you are three in the third part,
You made get filled with gas and fart.
Oh but you are a five now.
That means you are determined, wow!
Wait! You are really a nine.
That means everything will turn out just fine.
These things are really oh so clever.
Being all vague with their endeavor.
So it can apply to one and all.
As you read the numerology writing on the wall.
It can't hurt to think though.
Well for some the hurt may grow.
Don't strain your brain,
You may go insane.
Mine said I would not be married until after 29.
I was also a creative feline.
I was determined too,
And always see things through.
Oh and that I would succeed,
And not have to make anyone bleed.
It even said there would come a time,
Where I'd be more screwed up than a mime.
And of course I mean that in a physical way.
Oh, bad choice of words today.
Porn, screwed and physical in one rhyme,
I think all I need to add now is a little lime.
See this number thing can be fun.
Let the vagueness flow under your sun.
Maybe you will crack a smile,
Or be able to avoid something vile.
Yeah, can you tell the cat puts about as much stock in numbers as he does magic cucumbers? For with numbers all you have to do is gawk and you can make them go your way with how you talk. And as far as numerology goes being vague lets you count the crows. For anyone can relate it to their life. It doesn't impress the cat that it says Pat will get a wife. I don't want any B&C to come to pass. But I suppose it would lead to plenty more rhymes from my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.