THE COB HABIT

I was fired from my night clerk job,

When I was caught eating corn on the cob,

Now, I have no funds for my cob habit,

 So, I'm eating grass like a rabbit,

And, the grass gives me gas oh, sob.

A SNEAKY STYLE INSPIRED FROM A BIG HAIR PILE

I came across a pile of scat all full of hairs,

It was an enormous pile which gave me the scares,

So, I backtracked thru the woods,

As quiet as I coulds,

You have to be sneaky when you live amongst bears.

I BRAKE FOR BUGS

I don't likes trees, bears, bugs or, snakes,

If I see the aforementioned I slam on my brakes,

I don't care if I skid,

Flip over on my lid,

I avoid the confrontation whatever it takes.