Carmen the octopus was no longer charmed, She was attacked by a shark, and then was disarmed, But, she got it together, Her loss of limbs didn't upset her, She grew new ones, and appeared quite unharmed.🐙
My lamp, it just wouldn't light, I changed the bulb, but still not bright, So I sat in the dark, With a dog who wouldn't bark, And, bugs that did nothing but bite.
I wrote some real stinky prose, It was so bad it stuffed up my nose, So, I punched my keyboards delete, The lines vanished, complete, They are gone where all stinky prose goes.
I had a really bad, bad fright, It was a weird monster I met one night, It was a green Amoeba, It's name was Reba, I think my eyeballs weren't screwed in right.
I went fishing on the Forth Of July, I forgot my bobber, so I fished with a fly, I didn't catch a bass hog, Just a floating pine log, With a branch that stuck me in my right eye.
I forded the river, but fell in the stream,
As I washed away I let out a scream,
My scream did not bring me luck,
I scraped through rocks, sticks and muck,
Still, I managed to stay pretty clean.
My pet bat is loaded with lice, He hangs out too much with field mice, Having really bad friends, Has led my bat to bad ends, So, before making new friends he'll think twice.
Four little fish were having such fun,
Swimming beneath the bright morning sun,
They swam in the shallows,
Which turned into a gallows,
The turtles ate every single one.
My tooter tooted a terrible tone,
The audience responded by giving my tooter the stone,
They showed what they meant,
When every stone made a dent,
My tooter's tone I'm needing to hone.
Mr. Martin had no ticker,
His doctors wondered why, he was not sicker,
Martin swam in the bay,
Ate smoked bacon all day,
At night he drank beer and would bicker.
My toaster did not toast too well,
It toasted mom's toast too toasty to jell,
So, I spread peanut butter,
Then, served it to mutter,
Who, disappointed, gave me a good yell.
Quigley's family came from outer space,
They lacked human components like feet and face,
But, the world was fooled,
For the kids were home schooled,
While, the Quigleys dined on the human race.
My little red barn is no more, The snow on the roof pushed the roof to the floor, And, as for my cows, They suffered ouches and oughs, But, their safe though their homeless and poor.
I built a cabin in a swamp, So, I'd have a place to romp, I love all the snakes and the bugs, With them I kisses and hugs, But, on the lizards I like to stomp.