MY GARBAGE CAN IS NOT WELL

My garbage came down with the flew,

A truck hit it, and the can was brand new,

It was so sad,

For the can, I felt bad,

For my grief, I think the driver I'll sue.

ICY ROADS AND I SEE DEAD PEOPLE

I slid my pickup off the road today into a ditch, and bammy,

I got a little concussion, so excuse me if I sound whammy,

It was a surprise,

My life flashed before my eyes,

I was even greeted by my dear, departed grammy.