In Lake Michigan there was a serpent named Sam, He swimed, he swum and, he swam, He swam up a river, To make Salmon quiver, But, his tail got caught in a Damn. Sam likes to sink really small vessels, But with bigger boats Sam wrestles, If he has not the muscle, He'll lose out in the tussle, He then swims to his cave where he nestles.
Amadeus the skunk left his scent in the air, Everyone disliked it, but he seemed not to care, One day while all alone, Amadeus began to moan, He opined for friends that just were not there.
Buster was a banjo player, He played the banjo well, But, the only song in his repertoire, Was the Overture to William Tell, Buster could not read or write, He didn't know one note from another, He only learned to play William Tell, From the whistling of his mother, Buster tried to learn new songs, He tried leaning them by ear, But, when he tried to play the songs, His audience would sob, "Oh Dear!" Buster became so frustrated, He decided not to play, He figured music was overrated, So, he sits and dreams all day.
Dan met up with three sisters and they were all weird, They had a shocking appearance when they all appeared, They told Dan he'd be king, If ten dollars he'd bring, Dan is out his ten dollars, it's feared.
I took my dingy to Northport to fish for the day,
But,a big speed boat was right in the way,
I asked if I could pass,
As they poured Champaign in their glass,
They then swamped me as they sped away.
My spacecraft ran into a star, Now, my spacecraft will not go, And, I did not pay my insurance bill, So, I cannot get a tow, I'm now stranded way out in deep space, My oxygen is running low, No one answers calls to my place, And, I can't reach my good friend Joe, I'd like to order pizza, But, there's limits on my doe, Alone and hungry in deep space, There are no limits on my woe.
My tooter tooted a terrible tone,
The audience responded by giving my tooter the stone,
They showed what they meant,
With every stone made deep dent,
My tooter's tone I'm needing to hone.
Dennis the driver couldn't see far or near, Dennis the driver drove his truck off the pier, Dennis did find his way, To the bottom of the bay, Now, his bones sit at the wheel, where they steer.
Some sinister spiders sit on my sill, They think web-weaving is the ultimate thrill, But, I'll give them some news, Be careful what choose, Or, be squished spider-spleen on the grill. Yum, Yum!
I saw a small bird eating a salad, But, his condiments didn't seem to be valid, It was a wine mixed with beer, Final results I did fear, The little bird started tweeting a ballad.
A wild pig chased me through the woods, He wanted to eat my veggie canned goods, When he was a few feet away, I gave in to him that day, Wild pigs are nothing but hoods.
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.