HILDA BAKED A PIN CHERRY PIE

Hilda baked a pin cherry pie,
She forgot sugar and the tartness makes me cry,
And, if I eat more than one piece,
I fear I'll give up life's lease,
When, my face puckers so tight that I die.

THE CHOCOLATE BAR IN THE JAR LIMERICK

Don found in his basement an old greenish jar,
He found within it an unwrapped chocolate bar,
It was bitter and sour,
Don spit it with power,
For it wasn't chocolate but, an old chunk of tar.