The cat got asked once again by some other person at our den. What was I asked once more? Something we already covered at my shore. Why don't you have Facebook? Ugg, but let's give our day a look.
First we awoke.
I jumped on that Pat bloke.
He had such a great dream.
I jumped in a place that made him scream.
Now on with day.
I have to share all, okay?
I can't miss a thing,
Or that canary may sing.
Sing for more blatant useless crap.
Boy, are many Facebook users a sap.
There is my thought for the day.
Now I'm digging in the litter tray.
One turd, two turd, three turd, four.
I buried it and then took a pee tour.
I didn't bury that though.
And now, away I go.
I ate some food.
Yeah, I'm rude.
I didn't share.
But I don't care.
I played with Cass.
She's a cranky lass.
She scratched my ear.
All I got is oh dear.
Won't you show sympathy for me?
Come on, create a sympathy tree.
I posted it to show you all.
Show sympathy on my wall.
And don't forget to like.
Like it or I'll strike.
Whoops, falling into the old habit.
Been there, done that, dagnabbit.
Blogger doesn't think dagnabbit is a word.
Isn't that just absurd?
It was so crazy I had to share.
Aren't you wiser for it at your lair?
I'm going to take a nap.
That's all that's on tap.
Boy, my nap was great.
This sharing thing is first rate.
Pfffffft is all I have left to say. Do you share stupid shit on Facebook at your bay? If you share when you go to the loo, sorry, but there is no help for you. That is the closest to Facebook I will ever get here. So the askers can stick it in their ear. And if that doesn't work I have another perk. Find some sand and pound it up your center mass. Dagnabbit, I'm such a crass little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.