KING BEN

Way far back in the year CE ten,

We were conquered, destroyed by King Ben,

We thought we were burnt toast,

But were cut into roasts,

We then fed all of King Benny's men.

NASAL HYGIENE AND WARFARE

The picking of the noses is a family tradition,

Most do it for the fun, others do it for the nutrition,

Dig for the boogers deep, deep, deep,

The ones you like, you get to keep,

The others you can use as personalized ammunition.

IT IS JANUARY ONE, ONE

Today is January One, One,

I am so glad last year is done, done,

I got Covid disease,

Got bit by sand fleas,

This year, Nuclear war sounds fun, fun.

THE RAT THAT ESCAPED FROM HIS CAGE

My pet rat has escaped from his cage,
His imprisonment has filled him with rage,
So, I dare not linger,
Lest I loose a toe or a finger,
For a war I fear he may wage.