Cleo was a real nerd’s nerd, In the dictionary he could define any word, He was also a football jock, In music he could really rock, But, in wood-shop his grade was deferred.
I got up real early to eat a turkey feast,
But, it won’t be served til noon, at least,
Oh, what an affair,
I sat down in despair,
I watched the parades while my mom cooked the beast.
There was a meek chicken named Grover,
Who loved to see the end of October,
Because Mr. Turkey,
Was a real turkey jerky,
In November his time would be over.
At hunting camp I got the boot, I spoiled the big turkey shoot, When the turkeys came by, I yelled “get lost or die”, I saved lives and don’t give a hoot.
At hunting camp we hunted for deer, But, some of us were just insincere, We stayed warm at the camp, All dry and not damp, And drank down six cases of beer.
There was a nice goldfish named Drew, But, instead of gold he was blue, Blue made him feel sad, But, he shouldn't feel bad, A blue goldfish was just something new.
My little shoes they got all muddy,
Then, everywhere I went they called me cruddy, Well, I read the news,
And changed into clean shoes,
Still, no one stepped up and called me their buddy.
Clyde was a brown carp who laid in the mud,
He'd eat fish food or just floating crud,
He couldn't find a wife,
He was single for life,
'cause the lady carp called Clyde a dud.
There once was a carp named Clyde,
He laid all one day on his side,
He would not eat his fish food,
Which seemed really rude,
Then, someone realized Clyde had died.
My friend and I had a pet skunk named Amadeus Whenever he’d see us he couldn't help but to spray us, We did nothing wrong, To get a taste of his spray bong, When we’d see him coming our sense of smell became chaos.
I'm raking leaves and oh my back,
My chest is feeling heart attack,
There's too many trees around my old shack,
But, if the leaves catch fire then a shack I'll lack,
Still, I'm so tired I'd like to hit the sack,
I'm giving up now for a nap and snack.
Baby boy Bob had a bad diaper rash, His mother changed his diaper and put it in the trash, But, the diaper rash was a curse, Over time it got worse and worse, He even had it at his bachelor boy bash.
I went on a trip to Quebec,ppp
Near Detroit my trip went to heck,
The tunnel was closed,
My trip was just hosed,
I got slammed in the trunk in a wreck.
I went on a trip to Quebec,
I thought I was being high tech,
I talked on my phone,
Someone slammed into my chrome,
I went no where: my car was a wreck.
My best friend was a tomato worm,
Sometimes I'd pinch him and make him squirm,
But, an accident brought such woes,
When I squished him between my toes,
That brought our relationship to it's term.
I once had a butler robot named Sam, He made sandwiches of Swiss cheese and ham, Yet, what was real fine, He made great rhubarb wine, But, he sampled it and blew up going BAM!!!
In college football it must be said, For Michigan, Michigan State is dread, When the Spartans started to advance, The U of M did not have a chance, Between these two schools the rankings have spread.
Why do people drive with a flat tire? Because they see a monster in the rear view seat, And, if that monster looks a little bit hungry, Then, it is the driver he will probably eat, Driving with a flat tire, Is not so awful or bad, You just can’t catch up to the cute lassie, Or, run over her dear sweetest lad, I guess tires were invented by man, So that these tires would not last, So people who drive on a flat tire, Are people still living in the past.
Daisy ran the marathon really fast, But, the candy she had for breakfast did not last, Towards the end she was tired, No candy made her uninspired, Her victory dreams became a thing of the past. Daisy ran and was inspired, By her parents who were retired, She beat out the men, That some considered a sin, But, Daisy ran faster when ired.
Way down below Fahrenheit zero, That's when the mailman becomes my hero, Though the snow may ceaseless blow, The mail will always go, Astounding, for a government bureau.
Steve knew his stomach was troubled,
As it perked, gurgled and bubbled,
He ate rancid pork that was free,
From former wife named Kaylee,
Now, his bathroom trips have more than doubled.
There was an old witch on Halloween,
Her hair was black, here eyes were green,
She used her broom,
To sweep her room,
Her home was exceptionally clean.
There was an old witch on Halloween,
Her favorite colors were red and green,
No orange and no black,
Other witches fought back, Turned the old witch into a money machine.
When the full moon is up and it's chillin',
Then, the werewolves come a killin',
From the deep darkest woods,
They be after your goods,
And, on your meat they will be a fillin'.
I am twice revenant yes, twice back from the dead,
Back from a vast world where deep passions are fed,
Where love ala-carte,
Re-booted my heart,
Now, back in the world of the alone I must tread.