BEST TASTING THING IN THE GARDEN, THE GNOME

For family dinner, I cooked a small, garden gnome,

When I fried his little giblets, he begged to go home,

"I'm awful hungry", I said ,

" Your prolly already dead",

Then his greasy giblets, started to pop and to foam.

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THE WHACKING GOBLIN AND THE SHIN TWIG

A little goblin was hanging outside my door,

The gob had a bow, an arrow, and one thing more,

He had a stick,

That little sick,

The gob whacked both of my shins, and did it times four.

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THE CORN MOON BANCHEE

The Corn Moon rises up into the September sky,

Forest monsters are dancing, and weird pumpkins, they fly,

The great pigs we baste and roast,

Feeding any passing ghost,

While just this side of the Moore's, there's a lone banshe cry.

STUCK ONCE BY TWO HORNS HURTS, STUCK TWICE BY TWO HORNS, MEANS GOODBYE

I came upon a Minotaur, and he gored me with his horns,

I had just been food shopping, so I dropped all my cans of corns,

I dropped my butter,

Started to stutter,

The meanie gored me again, now the limerick world mourns.

GARGOYLES GOT TALENT

I followed some tire marks in the sand,

They led to a gargoyle band,

The one named Sweet Hilda,

Sang Waltzing Matilda,

While the others laid back and got tanned.