MY QUEST FOR FOOD

I went down to the grocery store, to buy some affordable food,

Nothing in the store, so I tried  the dumpster, where the gulls had all pooed,

It was like a buffet,

But poo was in the way,

I just could not eat a poo thing, although I am one desperate dude.

THE CINNAMON BUN AND MY STAIN

I served punch in my fanciest bowl,

In the bottom the bowl had a hole,

That's where my punch would drain,

On ma's carpet, it left a big stain,

I took comfort with a cinnamon roll.