Today the cat will help you out so no one around you does a twist and shout. I will keep you alive by giving you some tips on how to survive. Today for D we go all Death at my sea.
Did you know,
That when you go,
If you push too hard,
Could pop a blood vessel and be beneath the yard?
What about those with a long beard,
They aren't just to be feared.
One guy stepped on his hair,
Tripped, and burned up at his lair.
A poet tried to kiss the reflection of the moon.
He was said to be a drunk loon.
Then oopsy, he fell in.
Drowned at his moon kissing bin.
Grammar Nazi better take heed,
The second could happen at his feed.
Truedessa better watch out for the third,
Okay, back to the absurd.
A man said when he died,
He wanted to be struck by lightning and fried.
He told one and all,
Then oopsy, fried as Zeus answered his call.
A Congressman was defending a case.
He said the victim shot himself in the face.
To prove it he pulled a gun of his own,
Showed how, oopsy wasn't empty, dead at the tone.
To prove the glass at the Toronto Dominion Center would not break,
A guy ran at it while all did a double take.
The window popped out of its frame and he died,
But the glass didn't break as he went for his ride.
A man wished to be killed,
So it was actually willed.
But that is not the whole story,
He also wished to be eaten, kinda gory.
A crazy woman driver hit a homeless guy.
He did not get thrown into the sky.
Instead stuck in her windshield but still pretty fine.
She went home, parked, left him there and acted like all was divine.
Then come the hoarders,
They have no borders.
Instead they had so much crap,
They were buried alive in their own death trap.
There you go the cat has now told you what not to do at your show. Too bad someone actually had to do the above though. Just never follow such an example at your show. So no moon kissing or running at glass. Feel free to thank my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.