The Way Out Isn't A Slippery Trout!

The cat has and many more have to. Heck, all alive has probably had it in view. But did you go all trout? What is that about? Slipping away will just make it stay.

Life has crap.

Each lass and chap.

Crapped on there.

Crapped on everywhere.

A closing of walls.

Shortening of halls.

Surrounding you.

What do you do?

Find the way out.

Slip away like a trout?

Figure out what it's about?

Find the way out.

What is the way?

From crap to okay.

How is it done?

Where is the fun?

A secret to crap.

Pull off this trap.

I have to know.

I can't even see my toe.

Buried to the head.

I'd rather be dead.

Exaggeration a bit.

But look at this shit.

Piles and piles.

Buried with files.

Or would that be flies?

Can't see any clear skies.

Where's the exit?

Must I hex it?

I slipped out today,

But it's still on display.

Does life hate me?

What did I do to thee?

Poor this and that.

I'm only another stat.

How do I get out?

I've tried to slip through like a trout.

Did you just give a clue?

The only way out is through.

Ever try to ignore or slip away when crap comes to play? Can sure not make for a very nice day. Can't sneak around it or ignore it many a time. Have to deal with it like an annoying mime. Of course it may be easier to punch a mime, then again, that's probably a crime. But most of the time the only way out of the crap is to push on through until you finish the lap. Then you'll learn for the next crap that comes to pass. No good to run and give it sass. Of course the crap just could be gas. I'll check if any needs to be passed out my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.