Santa ran out of fish bones and he couldn't pick his teeth, So, he pulled out some needles from a Christmas pine wreath, But, Santa had acidic spittle, Which made the pine needles brittle, And, they wouldn't dig out the food underneath.
Next door there was this train,
It's tooter hurt my little brain,
But, my rent was real cheap,
Apartment easy to keep,
Thus, my bank account had a small gain.
I have a roommate who does not like to flush, It makes me sick when my teeth I must brush, I hope and I pray, He moves out one day, If he doesn't I'll become a lush.
My credit card charge is fifty percent, When I pay it I get kind of all bent, With all the bank fees, I'm down on my knees, Even on savings they charge me for rent.
I once caught a great big crappie,
'He tangled my line up in a wrappie,
When I untangled him at last,
He knew his time was past,
I fried him in grease and was happy.
My potato salad made people so sad, I used mayonnaise that had gone really bad, The eggs were well boiled, But, had sat out and got spoiled, Now, everyone who ate it is mad.
I time traveled off to a nicer place, In my 1974 Matador Sedan, There was no pressure; there was no rat race, You just took life as you could and can, I time traveled off to a nicer place, But, alas I could not stay, For reality like my sedan has no brakes, To stop I’ll cross my fingers and pray.
Eric liked to walk in the ditch, But the ditch-water made Eric's feet itch, And, in between Eric's toes, Where the stink-mushroom grows, A bloodsucker feels that he's found his niche.
Priscilla the fish thought she had found her life mate,
She found him on Facebook and thought he was great,
But, when her special person didn’t show,
On their first date in the sea below,
Her feelings were rated devastate.
My lamp, it just wouldn't light, I changed the bulb but, still not bright, So I sat in the dark, With a dog who wouldn't bark, And bugs that did nothing but bite.
The birdies like on worms to dine, But I hang my washing on the line, So my washing is speckled, At work I am heckled, My birdie relations aren't fine.
Peter the dragon blew no fire with his roar, Out of his mouth came spit and nothing much more, But out of his nose, Came great flames with his blows, When Peter had a cold he could melt iron ore.
Boris wrote a limerick for his ex-girlfriend Patty,
He said her teeth were knurly and hair was mattie,
Patty’s revenge was not slight,
With a scratch and a bite,
Then, Boris described Patty as catty.
I went outside to burn a tire, It lit real fast, and the flames jumped higher, Then it caught my neighbors pine tree on fire, The settlement means I won't retire.
Barny was a practicing wiccan,
His familiar was a farm chicken,
If you want some good luck,
Get the chicken to cluck,
If he don't cluck you'll have some slim pickin'.
There was a fat pig named Davey,
He ate pork sausage and gravey,
He once ran out of food,
Became a real skinny dude,
Then, bought all his cloths at Old Navy.
Jim's apartment, it's kind of small, The bathroom is a hole in a wall, The kitchens a delight, A plate hanging from the light, And, to sleep Jim curls up in a ball.
A Bigfoot ate my homework, And, no one believes me, But, I live in Michigan, There's a Bigfoot behind each tree, The Bigfoot is a real odd jerk, He's really sneaky you see, I just want to wish again, I wish Bigfoot wouldn't bother me, A Bigfoot ate my mom and dad, My little sister too, He even drank my soda pop, And ate my dog named Blue, Bigfoot's are protected, If you harm one you'll go to jail, I guess I will leave Michigan, And, enroll in Princeton or maybe Yale.
Mr. Martin had no ticker,
His doctors wondered why, he was not sicker,
Martin swam in the bay,
Ate smoked bacon all day,
At night he drank beer and would bicker.
My shinny petoskey stone, Made of something; maybe coral or bone, I found one on the beach, And, what did it teach, Watch out for water if you drop your cell phone.
Little Wiggins was a pig,
Little Wiggins liked to dig,
He tried digging through a concrete floor,
Now Little Wiggins digs no more,
He wore down his hooves now he is soar,
Little Wiggins is a real dumb boar.
A dirt farm, some pigs and a still,
Grandpa's old farmhouse on the hill,
Although the old man was poor,
He'd work till he was sore,
Then on his whisky and ham he would fill.
There once was a peasant named Bill,
Finding pennies gave him a thrill,
He once found a dime,
But, it was only one time,
Finding pennies was his only skill.
Brenda would serve all types of hard cheese, Along with some cornbread and homemade herb teas, Though she dined all alone, With her stuffed cat named, Malone, She was happy, well balanced, at ease.
Gordo bragged he was a dragon slayer, But, no knight considered him a real player, When a dragon came around, Gordo was not to be found, He ran out of town on any conveyor.
Gordo the Dragon Slayer was kind of a runt, He charged a big dragon but it was a stunt, The dragon breathed fire, It made Gordo retire, The bad burns made poor Gordo grunt.