A Little Out With No About!

The cat is here. Here you peer. Peer you may, even after today. But see you won't. New you don't. What was that? I'm a confusing cat.

Post away.

We do each day.

Each day right here.

Plus that other one near.

That's once a week.

Easy at our creek.

But the cat's every day.

Still easy we say.

Can spit out a rhyme.

It isn't a crime.

Okay, maybe some spittle.

Bah, won't make things brittle.

Unless it's acid spit.

That's some nasty umm shit.

Whoops, we swore.

Or I did at our shore.

I, me, we, or the cat?

We can keep track of that?

Cassie just rolls her eyes.

I think I may get a few sighs.

Sighs of relief?

Could that be grief?

Beats little old me.

I'll just let it be.

Be we will.

Like a rock on a hill.

It gathers no moss.

Just remember to floss.

Where is this going?

A dentist type showing?

Beats little old me.

I'll leave that to thee.

For the cat is out.

Out and maybe about.

Today is the day.

A hiatus is at play.

Yep, that's the status.

We're going on hiatus.

It rhymes if you say it right.

Remember to keep on the light.

The cat is off to search about. We'll be back to spit another rhyme or 50 out. Just time for a vacation at our sea. Off the internet for a bit is a nice way to be. Especially after the 9-5 and life crap. But we'll be back for another lap. Enjoy the a to z. And that's all from me. Except for our usual pass, which is, off I go with my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.