SALAMANDER SAUSAGES REPLACED THE PICKLED EGGS

They use  to keep a jar of pickled eggs, at my neighborhood bar,16

The eggs were sitting on the counter in a vinegar filled jar,

Now the jars have no chicken eggs,

Replaced by sausages with legs,

Someone decided pickled salamanders were with eggs, on par.

ALICE IS HOME FOR HALLOWEEN

There once was a old wicked witch, named Alice,

She once lived in an old wicked witch palace,

The walls were made from bones,

Painted in dark orange tones,

It was once a coffee bar, down in Dallas.

WHEN PETER DID PINE FOR WINE

Mr. Peter got angry, alcoholic piney,

When the bar cut him off from his red winey,

So, he went home to his loft,

Put on music, real soft

Then guzzled wine from his two-quart, beer steiny.

FRIDAY NIGHT: SHOES, CHAINSAWS AND BEER

Some shoes bend left, some shoes bend right,

Shoes hurt like a chainsaw, if too tight,

My toes come in twos,

To fit left-right shoes,

Shoes take me out for beer and a bite.