BIKING, TRIKING AND HIKING

I can no longer balance on a bike,

That's why I bought myself a trike,

But, the trike was too small,

Or, I'm just too tall,

To stop knees in my face I must hike. 

REVENGE OF THE SNOWMAN

If you're going to travel far, far away,
In celebration of this grand holiday,
Beware the snowman in your garden pleasance,
Before leaving give him his share of presents,
If you don't he'll have something to say,
By filling with snow, your entire driveway.

NO GIFTS FOR A BAD SNOWMAN
Snowman do you deserve a gift,
When you make my driveway drift,
You need to get real,
Drift policy repeal,
Then my gift list just might shift.

TUNES, LUNCH MOWING AND THE LUNCH DEITY LIMERICK

When I went out to mow my sod,
In my ear I stuck my pod,
I quenched my brain with tunes,
Turned my grasslands into dunes,
Then, went in to worship my lunch god.