Blogger ID

Blogger ID

Translate

Search This Blog

Monday, December 15, 2025

HE GOT DOXED

When Jim got contagious, and his body got to poxing,
Over the internets, his information was doxing,
He did not go roam,
He stayed in his home,
And, fought off intruders, because he trained in kickboxing.

Sunday, December 14, 2025

DENNY ATE TOO MANY

Denny ate so many tomatoes, his mouth was full of canker sores,
He ate so many dried prunes, that every bowel movement, it pours,
He ate too many onions, as well,
Caused an armpit issue, you could tell,
Denny, who had too many, had a girth issue, getting through narrow doors.



NURSE POUCHIE

My little terrier, has a very kind, pouchIe brain,
He brings me my fluffy slippers, and drags to me my cane,
I lost my teeth to decay,
He chews all my food, hooray!
I depend on Pouchie; nurse care is so hard to obtain.

Saturday, December 13, 2025

MY LICENSE TO KILL (VAMPIRES)

I just got my license to hunt the vampires,
This has always been one of my great desires,
So, I went to the fair,
Found just werewolves there,
At the circus, I found vamps riding the high wires.




 

HARD TIMES = PANTRY FOODS FOR CHRISTMAS GIFTS

My favorite gift for Christmas this year, is a big box of macaroni and cheese,
My second favorite gift for Christmas this year, is a can of unsalted sweet peas,
Green beans give me gas,
On asparagus, I'll pass,
Give me a jar of bread and butter pickles this year; that gift will certainly appease.

THE ADVENTURE OF RIM TIM TIN

I shopped, and  bought a little metal, fishing boat, and I named it Rim Tim Tin,
It was made of tin can-like aluminium, and the aluminium was thin,
I went out in the boat with my dog,
We ran over a floating pine log
The aluminum buckled, my dog chuckled, and the water came rushing in.

Friday, December 12, 2025

MY SISTER HUNTS FOR OUR HOLIDAY FEAST

Christmas is coming, instead of goose, we are going to eat rat,
My sister has a BB gun, and she knows where the rats are at,
By day, they're under the floor,
They are sleeping; hear them snore?
At night the rats go where they want, since they frightened away the cat.


I SLEPT WITH MY MR. TUTTLE DOLL

My mama laid me down to sleep, with my Mr. Tuttle doll,
Mr. Tuttle was a dead pet rat, stuffed by my Auntie Moll,
We grew up as jobless, poor,
Couldn't afford stuff from a store,
So, we stuffed our pet animals, like nanna, with Pappy Sol.

I HOMEMADE A FRIEND

I sewed a bunch of dead body parts together, because I needed a friend,
I did not add any legs, so they wouldn't runaway, should my big mouth, offend,
The monster needed food to eat,
I gave it nuts and a raw beet,
The monster had a big cry, because tap dance classes, it would never attend.




Thursday, December 11, 2025

BIG BOX STORE SANTA GOES HO, HO, HO

Down to the bus stop, he would go,
Big box store Santa, Ho, Ho Ho,
He had no reign deer,
He was full of beer,
So, when he talked to kiddies, his speech was slurred and slow.

REGULATING LIMERICKS FOR FUN AND PROFIT

So they do not insult any sovereign, independent nation,
My limericks that are eclectic and dumb, need some regulation,10
I agree, don't you?
I'll quit saying, "pooh",
But, if I don't warn of space invaders, we'll suffer termination.17

DILLY AND DOUG, THE EXTERMINATOR GUYS

Everywhere I looked in my house, I found a big bug,
I called in the bug exterminators, Dilly & Doug,
They covered my house with a plastic dome,
They filled the dome with poisons, gas and foam,
Then they drained off the poison, and deep cleaned my carpet rug.

BACKSEAT BABY DELIVERY ON WHEELS

My sister had a baby in the back of a self-driving, rental car,
I am telling you right now, this story you will find, is really bizarre,
Sis and baby boy are fine,
But, my sister did a whine,
She was charged by the car rental company, at delivery room par.

Wednesday, December 10, 2025

WHAT A BUY, A++ PIE

I was told the economy is A+,
I suppressed at the grocery store, a cuss,
I had not the means,
To buy a can of sardines,
There was a discounted pie, it looked like puss.


RAVE OVER THE GRAVE: MY NEPHEW IS A GHOUL

I wish my teenage nephew would quit his bad habit, and go to high school,
Instead, he digs up body parts in cemeteries, because he's a ghoul,
He and his friends love every grave,
Every Friday,  they party, rave,
When I was young, I avoided graveyards, because they were not very cool.

I CAN'T TALK TO STRANGE PEOPLE ONLINE, ANYMORE

I was forced off of social media, because I am too young,
I'm afraid to play outside, because on my swing I might get hung,
I might be attacked by bats,
Or eaten by some cougar cats,
All the strangers I meet online, are people I feel safe, among.

Tuesday, December 9, 2025

TUNA FISH DEODORANT, YES IT IS A THING

I went to.visit my friend, Tuna Fish, and it set off my nose alarm,
A tuna needs deodorant under each fin, like a human does, each arm,
More stinky, became the still water,
As the temperature grew hotter,
Soon it smelled less like a tuna home, and more like a tuna farm.

RELAXING IN MY TINY, NEW HOME

I built a tiny blue house; it was way, way up on a hill,
I could afford only one window, and just one windowsill, 
I enjoyed my new hut,
I consumed a doughnut,
I watched YouTube, went to bed early, taking one purple pill.


THE BAD BEHAVIOR OF TINKER

I once knew a vampire, named Tinker,
Tinker was quite a mean, big, bad stinker,
He was not a dear,
He bit me on the ear,
I told Santa; yes, I am a finker.

Monday, December 8, 2025

COME HOME FOR CHRISTMAS, PUSSY CAT

Christmas is coming, I cannot find my pussy cat,
I fear she was scared away by a wretched, fruit bat,
I know she will come on back,
When she misses my old shack,
And, misses the caned tuna, she shares with her friend, Rat.