SORRY, THESE PEOPLE JUST AREN'T RIGHT, IN THE HEAD

A bat got into the farmhouse, and frightened the wives and kids,

Back behind the big sofa, that is where my family hids,

We are  backwoods talk and thinking folk,

So, I gave my shotgun trig, a stroke,

The winged demon was scared out a window, so he, I got rids.

BILLY WEARS A POMPADOUR

Billy wears a pompadour wig, upon his big bald head,

It's his favorite wig to wear, and its died a red, red,

His hair is real poofy,

His mind, very goofy,

Billy bakes the best potty pies, and keeps the family fed.

DISAGREEMENTS INEVITABLE

They might be a complete stranger,

They might be your kith and your kin,

The only one that thinks just like you do,

Is the person that's wearing your skin.