FAMILY IN THE MORNING

Little Timmy road his bike, to his new primary school,

Big brother Jerry, stayed home for the day, to play some pool,

Cousin Sammy ironed underwear,

So he'd  be warmed, for cold a.m. air,

 Grandpa Don, needed a nose hair trim, and searched for his tool.

APRIL DUNE

I climbed up a sand dune mountain, too early in the spring,

My bare feet went numb, and my bare fingers, ached with a sting,

A T and shorts, I wore up the hill,

They did not protect me, from the chill,

I ran down dune towards the car heater; fell and broke a wing.

LARRY GETS FOOD FROM ACROSS THE WATER

I went skipping along, my soul.was quite marry, 

I just finished riding a Great Lakes boat ferry,

I am parked by the pier,

The lake pier is quite near, 

I bought food on the mainland, for my  cat, Larry.

LOON LAKE PONTOON

I''m going out on the lake, that is famous for their loon,

Gonna try to see one, while cruising on grandpa's, pontoon,

The old motor has some quirks,

Once warmed up, it often works,

We'll start early, and be back for the hotdog roast at noon.

TRINA WENT TO TOWN

Trina went to town, for a beef sandwich, with gobs of melted , cheddar cheese,

She tells them to hold the tomato, because tomatoes make Trina wheeze,

When Trina gets home, she does dental hygiene,

Unlike grandpa, Trina's teeth are white, and clean,

Grandpa's teeth have rotted all away, so he has to spoon-mash his split peas.

MY DAILY REPORT

For every May Day, I get wired,

Then May Day pole dancing makes me tired,

Then I go home,

Do a doomscroll roam,

Drink skunky beer, then sleep, as desired. 

BIG SISTER AND THE RED BEDBUGS

My big sister has the red bedbugs, she's had them for eleven years,

She won't tell our mama, because she's afraid mama will come to tears,

To kill the bugs away,

I helped big sister spray,

The spray helped the bugs lay more eggs, now bugs are falling from sister's, ears.

THE TOAD, FROG TONGUE SONG SUNG

I once knew a toad, and he was very young,

He had a toad body, but a long, frog tongue,

His tongue lashed out to the sky,

As he caught every fly,

That's when I wrote down, this new song I just sung.

THE WAY IT WAS, BEFORE I SOLD FROG

I use to have a store job, and  work daily, but got laid off from the store,

The owner said, he could not buy stuff to sell at a profit, anymore,

For some food, I sold my stuffed frog,

To pay rent, I video blog,

I only wish my world would return back, to the way it was before.

LOOK BOTH WAYS, AND UP

I drove my car up to the train tacks, in a little, rural town,

I looked for the train one way, up, and the other way, I looked down,

I geared my car into humming,

Across the tracks I was coming,

An airplane fell on top of my head, now I wear an Angel's gown.

THE ALPHA TETHERBALL TERROR, THAT'S ME

I don't like playing the Ducky, Ducky Goosey game,

I'm a bit chubby, and heavy, and my legs go lame,

I'm a little bit tall,

So, I like tetherball,

No one else will play, because I play too rough, and maim.

PIKE, BETSY AND MIKE

I write all of my limericks, listening to "Sweet Betsy From Pike",

That is why in my school records, they described me as a sick"psych",

I loved that old ditty, since I was a young tike,

I'd listen to it, when I drove my  motorbike,

At night I would sing a rendition, to my squirrel friend, Big Mike.

EATING MISS MAISY

I'd often take my cow, Maisy out on a woods walk,

She'd soothe me with soft moos, while I unwound with thought talk,

One day, a lion came by roaring

I left Miss Maisy, she was boring,

The lion was  wanting cow, that's the one I would stalk.

ME SELLS SEASHELLS BY THE SEASHORE

My condo down in Florida, the big bank has whisked away,

I lost my money in the stock market; it is not my day,

I'll move to an Island, called Canary,

There I'll chill, listening to Chuck Barry,

I'll become simple, selling my seashell, jewelry display.

MA AND HER BANNED BOY WORDS

When I woke and worked out, my big mouth got me constantly canned,

Now my foul tongue waving, language, got this internet boy, banned,

The public says I speak turds,

But, my ma taught me my words,

How ma could be so wrong in her thinking, I don't understand.

BREAKFAST TEA AND MARSHMALLOWS

I placed little marshmallows on top of my breakfast tea,

The marshmallows top floated, and melted on that brown sea,

They made my tea real sweet,

Like the sugar of beet,

But, they're not nearly as tasty as the honey of bee.

AI BITES

My neighbor's AI, made a lizard monster, that likes sitting outside my door,

Every time I try leaving my house, I hear a great cautionary roar,

I sent the kids outside to play

The monster ate them, right away,

I ordered pizza, and the pizza box got ruined, because of blood and gore.

BAKED BEANS ON A STOOL

I went into a public restroom, and it needed multiple cleans,

The white floor was all covered, with chicken livers, and bluegill fish, spleens,

One stool was real busted,

Another, brown crusted,

The last stool was sat upon, by a man eating a can of baked beans.