DON'T BE A CHEARY DEARY

In far, northern Michigan we all know there is no hope,

With long winters we depend on beer and poker to cope,

Don't try to cheer us with song,

We will just take it all wrong,

And, you will be labeled the rest of your life, as a dope.

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MOMMY DIDN'T LIKE THE GOAL OF THE TROLL

My sister was dating a troll,

Making more trolls, was his only goal,

Mommy chased him away,

With her special stare-ray,

That cut into his dark, ugly soul.

The Runny One Is In The Soup

I had four chickens in my coup,

They all could do the hula hoop,

I needed one for chicken soup,

I picked the chicken that peed it's poop,

That one was the outcast of the group.