My vegetable garden was never real green, It was mostly brown from the beet to the bean, But, I never got wiser, Used the same fertilizer, From the cat's litter box when I clean.
My time machine got stuck, In 1863 in old Kentuck, Between the Rebs and the Yanks, They were firing on all flanks, I was a tachyon master, all out of luck.
There once was a peasant named Bill,
Finding pennies gave him a thrill,
He once found a dime,
But, it was only one time,
Finding pennies was his only skill.
I got a most unpleasant call from the bank, My finances got torpedoed and sank, When my checks all bounced twice, I was penalized thrice, I have my poor math education to thank.
Martian, Martian from the sky, How'd you Martians learn to fly, We once tried space travel here, But, 'cause of money and fear, On Earth we're all going to die. Martian, Martian you have traveled far, While, we can't build a reliable car, We can't stay in space, We're a dumbing-down race, Remember us when you reach your next star.
I wanted the biggest pickle in the jar,
I gazed through the glass and soon found my star,
So, with my fork I went jar-fishin'
Catchin' the biggest pickle I was wishin'
After days I haven't captured it so far.
I thought I'd try my hand at tennis,
But, after many fly balls I was labeled a menace,
I was ordered off the court,
To attempt a new sport,
Now, I'm a gondolier in old Venice.
There were nothing but zombies left on my street, They were all looking for someone with big brains to eat, But, because I don't dig they're groove, I guess I'll just move, And, not end up some zombie's lunch treat.
Nancy loved her bitumen drive, It was better than gravel and it kept her alive, When the bitumen had a hole, Nancy about lost her soul, She missed a tree and a ditch to survive.
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Every full moon in the month of May,
The werewolves and vampires come out in the day,
But, in the daylight,
They will never fight,
They delight in the board games they play.
My radishes were all full of worms, When I salted them the worms made squirms, But, all went into my soup, And, after slurping each scoop, Worms taste yucky my pallet confirms.
I was planning to go to Minnesota, But, the airlines had met their seat quota, Since that journey wouldn't hap, I looked on a map, And, flew to St. Paul North Dakota.
I go down to the beach to pick up tuna, I work under the light of old Luna, And, although the tuna is rotten and dead, They keep my family fed, But, sometimes I must fight with a raccoona.
The bet was who could grow the longest beard, The men would go thirty days until being sheared, The bet was won by Kelly, His beard stretched to his belly, He wouldn't shave it since it was endeared. Kelly bet his beard was the thickest, It was true his beard grew the quickest, But all were appalled, His face was near bald, His beard follicles were simply the sickest.
There is a young farmer named Jake,
He hates to hoe and to rake,
He would not milk his cows,
Or feed slop to his sows,
He should quit for goodness sake.
There is a young farmer named Jake,
He'd rather go indoors to bake,
He makes pies full of cherries,
And muffins full of berries,
His best is his double cheese cake.