The Challenge

Every time you accidentally say two lines in succession that rhyme, attempt to complete it as a limerick.

Unrelated: 4:20 PM. Noticed a neighbor supervising some green mechanical pancake on wheels on my way home.

Theories:

Lawnmower equivalent of a roomba.

Pooper scooper deluxe. (yes he has a dog)

Tomorrow morning when I wake up, all the grass on all the lawns in my neighborhood will be gone and pancake will be stacked. Then proceed to take over the world.

His son, whose entire body minus his brain was destroyed in a tragic shopping accident (OH MY GOD SO MUCH BLOOD AND PASTA), is getting acclimated to his temporary container until a new body can be constructed.

...house centipedes...