A flying saucer landed in my yard, It really caught me way off guard, Especially when out popped two green men, Both were tall and very thin, Perhaps it was a grievous sin, I didn’t fight because I could not win, So, I decided to invite them in, For a glass of beer and a late din din, They ate some chicken and drank my beer, All the while I shook in fear, What I feared most was an alien probe, I just wished they’d leave my simple adobe, The aliens chewed and spit out my best cheese, After that they seemed at ease, I hoped my dinner did appease, But, just in case I got down on my knees, Finally, one of the aliens spoke, He said my planet was just a big joke, He said that my food and spirits were o.k. So, my planet was spared for another day, They said that every alien race, Would likely visit my very place, The food was edible and the beer was good, The bathrooms were cleaned like a hotel should, The aliens stole my towels and stole my soap, Even the soap that hung on a rope, They jumped in their saucer and sped fast away, But, more came for dinner the very next day.
A giant pickle laid on the ground, Worms hollowed it out but, the walls were still sound, Then, three little pigs, Made the pickle their digs, With rent being two pence and one pound.
There was a bulldog named Todd, He drove a bright green hot rod, Todd drove it too fast, Left the road when he passed, Now Todd has a broken up bod. Todd the bulldog liked his candy, He would keep his candy handy, He buried it deep, Where it would keep, But, it was gritty and sandy.
I went fishing out on a Lake Michigan Reef,
All I caught was a side of roast beef,
I then caught a fresh ham,
And, a large can of Spam,
The fish that day suffered no grief.
At night I like to eat pork,
With wine that comes with a cork,
Then I'll eat a plate of fried chicken,
As online buys I am clickin',
My mouse gets greasy, since I don't use a fork.
The seven termites from hell,
Ate away on my wood wishing well,
Then, when the weather got hotter,
The well wouldn't hold any water,
The well just withered to sawdust and fell,
The seven termites from hell,
Ate on my home, until there, we couldn't dwell,
The walls caved in on dad,
Which made my mom sad,
Unfortunately, it was too late to sell.
My pogo stick got stuck in the snow,
Then, over I went when the cold wind did blow,
The snowbank was cold,
And, I'm getting real old,
So, I called for a wrecker and tow.
Mr. Tim the woodchuck ate fruit and salad,
Then, he'd belly-up to the piano and write a ballad,
His musical abilities were self-taught,
All his tunes were quickly bought,
Showing his talents were not a hoax but were valid.
Jenny bought a used snowmobile from Dix,
But, he did not tell all the things to fix,
It had spent last winter underwater,
As a second home for Mr. Otter,
Of course, lake bottoms and snowmobiles don’t mix.
My toaster did not toast too well,
It toasted mom's toast too toasty to jell,
So, I spread peanut butter,
Then, served it to mutter,
Who, disappointed, gave me a good yell.