ICH DOWN THE TOILET

My diseased guppy has a case of ich,

The poor little fish seems awfully sick,

Some think it is very strange,

His funeral I'll arrange,

He'll be flushed out to the septic, real quick.

SAGA OF THE NIGHT WATCHMAN

Mr. Murphy, he retired,

His other choice, was get fired,

He was out of date,

Would hesitate,

Had no promotions, since he was hired.

THE CHIPMUNK AND HIS BERRIES

I had a pet chipmunk, but he didn't live too long,

The berries he ate, were the berries that were wrong,

I bought a berry picking book,

But, he gave it, not one look,

Now he lies in his grave, dug 6 inches long.

TOAD STORY

I once had a fat, pretty pet toad,

He hopped out to hunt bugs in the road,

Toad wanted bug juice to suck,

But, he got squished by a tuck,

And that's how the toad story goed.

THE TWO LITTLE SILOS SAGA, IN LIMERICK FORM

There were two little silos, sitting as neighbors in a field,

When one silo overflowed, the other would absorb the yield,

Then one day one caught fire,

It burned like an old truck tire,

Now there's only one silo, and he got scorched real bad and peeled.

WOE CAUSED BY SNOW, NOW NO CASTLE TO KEEP

The roof on my home was felled by the snow,

The roof completely collapsed, so I had nowhere to go,

I could only weep,

I had no castle to keep,

And  winter nights are a cause of great woe.