GOLD STAR DIRT, EXCEPT FOR BURT

They say we're all made of gold star dirt,

Maybe that's true, except for my cousin, Burt,

For what within he has got,

Mostly resembles green snot,

And Burt's ex says Bert is a pervert.

A LIMERICK ABOUT NOEL

Noel's breath smelled like his sweaty toes, 

And that was the very least of his woes,

His spaceships would never fly,

His car batteries would mostly die,

And no one made him noodles shaped like bows.

NOEL'S IMMORTALITY FOUND BY APPROACHING LIGHT SPEED

Because the dreaded unknown conjures great fears,

Noel wanted to live for billions of years,

He came up with a plan,

To become an immortal man,

Gaining wealth while others were losing their tears, 

Noel sent rockets into outer space, 

Faster rockets was in Noel's plan, the base,

If fast enough they could go,

The future Noel would soon know,

Immortality exits in the future place.

REALITY, REALITY, REALITY

We spend all our lives growing big meat bags,

To feed worms and microbes in the earth,

That is nature's only need for us,

So why do we act like we should be a fuss?

We so overestimate our true worth.

WHERE WENT THE MOON?

Was it magic, clouds or too much gin,

That made the moon disappear again,

"Eclipse," said an educated,

Some said gin theory underrated,

Me, I'm glad it's over so I can eat my cold din din.

I GOT A QUANTUM COMPUTER FOR CHRISTMAS

I got a quantum computer but, don't know what it does,

Never heard of a quantum in books or in buzz,

I've been doing just fine,

Learning Albert Einstein,

With quantum, I don't know my now from my was.