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.
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.
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.
Carrie likes to cheat at checkers, Making false kings via double-deckers, If you turn away for a time, She'll add crowns down the line, For she's the queen of fair game wreckers.
My jar of pickles was suspiciously fizzy, I ate just one pickle and became really dizzy, I became violently ill, From that pickle with dill, And, made the emergency room awfully busy.
Hannibal came from Hamtramck,
His paintings are moody, dynamic,
He's been spray painting clowns,
All angry with frowns,
He stopped taking his meds now he's manic.
Eating meat was the only way that King Benny was pleased, Now Benny is all nasty and scurvy diseased, His servants offered him fruits, He threw at them his boots, Now he feels bad because he is well teased.
Ron built an aquarium out of gingerbread,
It didn't hold water and his fish are all dead,
It may not be too soon,
To say Ron's mind's out of tune,
Ron thought the bread would keep his little fish fed.
Tom ate honey until he smelled like a bee, Which attracted the bears from every county, Tom feared a bad beaten, But instead, he was eaten, By a bear who had just ate a Mountie.
Jimmy thought education was king, He was sure great riches it'd bring, But, after eight years of college, And vast quantities of knowledge, His pockets are empty of bling.
Hamlet was a shy dipsy diver bug, He'd dive if he caught a glimpse of your mug, He'd swim ten foot away, Before you could say, "He must use a performance enhancing drug."
Someone ate all of my chickens last night, The only trace found were feathers, all white, It must be the bear, He left his tracks there, And, he gave my truck tires a bite.