ANTIQUE RAFTING

While I rafted down a creek,
My rubber raft ripped a big leak,
Then dry-shore I tried to seek,
But cold water made me swim too meek,
Soon my washed-up bones will be antique.

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I SOLD GRANDMA'S SILVER TO WATCH SOME SOX

I found grandma's silver dimes, that I had hid in an old shoe box,

She asked me to take them, so she'd have no means to wreck detox,

Grandma got off the malt beer,

Now in jail, my grandma, dear,

I think I will sell the dimes, to pay to stream my team, Red Sox.