TRISH THE MERMAID

There was a pretty mermaid named Trish,
If you were nice she’d grant you one wish,
I asked to swim well,
Then, Trish cast her spell,
She turned me into a goldfish.

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JEETER LIKED TO WATCH THE CLOCK

Jeeter liked to watch the clock,
He watched at work each day,
Jeeter got almost nothing done,
 But, he still expected pay,

One day Jeeter had to see the boss,
The boss told Jeeter he was done,
Jeeter was at a total loss,
He thought he worked harder than anyone,

Jeeter quickly found a job with hope,
It was a job watching a giant clock,
He spent his nights with a telescope,
As the stars moved he heard "tic-toc".

THE BALLAD OF MR. TIM THE WOODCHUCK .

Arnie had a pet woodchuck,
His name was Mr. Tim,
Mr. Tim liked to play all day,
Upon his jungle gym,

Mr. Tim ate beef jerky,
Sometimes he’d eat pot pie,
On holidays he would eat turkey,
Served with mayonnaise on rye,

Mr. Tim was an odd woodchuck,
Because he never tried to chuck wood,
Mr. Tim never had to earn a buck,
Because his owner treated him good.

POOR BUTTERFLY: A FABLE POEM

Poor butterfly fluttering in the air,
With such desperation and despair,
The snow is blowing and winter is here,
It is the time that butterflies fear,

Unless, of course they do not taunt fate and stay,
And, with their fellow butterfly pilgrims stray,
Soon to greet the warm equatorial day,
And, feast on sweet nectar beneath the sun’s glowing ray.

THINGS THAT EAT AND DRINK MY STUFF POEM

Chipmunk ate my cupcake,
Squirrel ate my  asthma pill,
Otter ate my fish,
Rabbit ate my dill,

Bear drank my moonshine, 
River ate my road,
Rust ate my pickup truck,
A tornado ate my abode.

JERRY NEEDS SOME TEETH

Jerry lost all of his front teeth,
While playing on his trumpet,
Because each time Jerry tried to play,
The tuba guy would bump it,

Jerry lost his other teeth,
Because he ate so much candy,
Now he can't bite or chew his food,
He just swallows it with brandy,

Jerry really needs some teeth,
Because teeth are for more than play,
You never know when you might need them,
To scare the bears away.

THE ROW BOAT PLUG POEM

There was quest to find a plug,
To stop my little row boat from leaking,
But, my plug was made of cork and floated away,
For other holes it went a seeking,

Now I sit in my boat at the bottom of the bay,
Looking up through the water at the skies above,
I wish I had taken that swimming class offered last may,
Then, I would be home with my kitty cat love.

THE WALNUT SILLY RHYME

My eyes grew tired,
My eyes went shut,
My shell was cracked,
I am a walnut,

I have no eyes,
At least none to see,
I'm a tasty treat,
Oh, woe is me.

MY MOM HAD A PORCELAIN PIG

My mom had a porcelain pig,
I knocked it on the floor,
When it flew into a million pieces,
Mom through me out the door,

 I then wandered without a home,
My finances were broke,
 I tried to live at the Astrodome,
 The police sent me to the poke,

 I finally found a place to stay,
I was meant all along for jail,
Everyone finds their place someday,
If they cannot raise the bail. ,