THE BALLAD OF DARREN AND KARREN MAILBOXES

There was a big mailbox named Darren,
A box down the street was named Karen,
Without a push or a shove,
They could never find love,
So, their hearts would always be barren.

Darren was a mailbox,
He loved Karen down the street,
Although their hearts were locked in love,
Their posts were in concrete.

TRUCK WITH BALD TIRES HAIKU

Truck has bald tires,
Too expensive to replace,
The ditch is not bad.

BEDBUG LIMERICK, HAIKU AND, POEM

BEDBUG LIMERICK
Jason found some bed bugs that were sucking on his knee,
He picked them off one at a time and let each bug go free,
George visited Jason at his house,
George brought bugs home to his spouse,
Bed bugs suck anyone’s blood and spread real easily.

BEDBUG HAIKU
Bedbugs bad suck blood,
Burn the cloths. Burn the beds too,
Nature’s nastiest.

BEDBUG POEM
You’ve never lived through a terrifying storm,
Until you’ve lived to watch the bedbugs swarm,
They race towards you because your blood is warm,
This is the lot you’ll face in a college dorm,

Bedbugs drink your blood and could not be meaner,
As your blood flows out you will become leaner,
Their bloodsucking jaws could not look obscener,
You just wish your roommate had been a bit cleaner,

Bedbugs, bedbugs in the very dark of night,
Causing all this mayhem and excessive fright,
As to your new digs just you don’t get too tight,
Cause we’re bringing them down with homemade dynamite.

MY CHEERFUL HELLO LIMERICK

I say a cheerful hello ten times everyday,

But, the reactions leave me in a state of dismay,

Words and hand gestures I can't say,

An occasional backside display,

I guess being cheerful is a job with no pay.

 

MY PICCOLO VS A TRUMPET CARILLON

A trumpet carillon played all through the night,
They kept me awake which started a fight,
But their brass horns hit true,
Making me all black and blue,
And, up my nose my piccolo fit real tight.

WHERE THE BAD THINGS ARE

I was in a dark, damp forest from times of yore, 

Monsters and man eating plants were in trees, and on the floor,

But, I was aback taken,

When I found me some bacon,

Then I slammed closed the refrigerator door.

I'M WORKING CHRISTMAS DAY

So my boss can island trip far away,

I have go to work on this Christmas Day,

I have to be like a cop,

And guard the pawn shop,

So no one breaks in, takes stuff, and not pay.

I WON'T BE HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

I checked the long range forecast, and it does not look very fine,

I won't be home again for Christmas, and this makes it number nine,

I'll miss the spiral ham,

Glazed by grandma Bam,

And grandpa Bam is severely old, and his health in steep decline.

SLEEPERS EAT CAKE

When in the afternoon my nap I take,
I end up sleep eating a half of cake,
I've searched my soul,
Why I don't eat the whole?
My reason:  only every other day I bake.

MY PITBULL THE RASCAL

My pitbull, The Rascal, he chewed off my arm,

Then, he carried it around like it was his lucky charm,

I refuse now to cook,

On account of my hook,

Rascal gets meals from the neighboring farm.

HOW TO MAKE LIMERICK PIE

In order to make limerick pie,
You must kiss a tadpole on the eye,
There’s rhyme, but no reason,
They are for the ear pleasin’
It’s stupid, so just don’t ask why?

THE WOOD WHITTLER

Tiberius played the trombone everyday,

He inherited it from his Aunt May,

He would have sounded good,

But his bone was made of wood,

For Aunt May would whittle wood, and whittled wood away.

LITTLE THIEF EDGAR

Little thief Edgar stole things starting with the letter "T"

Be it a trinket, trombone, tether ball or TV,

The item's value he didn't care,

He stole for the dare,

But thieving led him to profitability.
 

TERRY HAD TINY TOES

Terry had really tiny toes,
And every winter they got froze,
No winter sports,
He played inside on courts,
But, every spring outside he goes.

A FOGGY CHRISTMAS DAY + HAM

It was a very foggy Christmas Day,

I let the dog out in the snow to play,

He made a snowman,

Peed on my new van,

My ham turned out delicious, most say.🍖🐖

DAVY AND THE SEAHORSE

When Davy dove under the sea,

He met a seahorse named Lee,

And, for just a dime each,

The seahorse gave rides to the beach,

The beach was where Davy went for his tea.

MY TREK ACROSS THE UNIVERSE

I had a little spaceship,

But, It did not travel far,

It launched sideways thirty feet,

And, was run over by a car,

My space travels were never great,

I never made it to distant stars,

My trek across this universe,

Has been in trains, boats, planes and cars. 

 

METER MARY WENT TO MARS

Meter Mary went to mars,

To setup meters for future cars,

Parking for free,

Meter Mary couldn't see,

Anywhere there are planets or stars.

LITTLE FISH UNDER MY DOCK

Little fish playing under my dock,
With a hook and a worm you'll make my lunch rock,
I know you can see,
The worm luring thee,
Come grab it and I'll clean your fish clock!

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE CHRISTMAS MARCHING BAND

The marching band marched down the street Christmas Day,

Along came a polar blast that blew them away,

Cold became their noses,

Then they froze in their poses,

Most were found two towns over, one sunny spring day.

I SHAVED MY HEAD AND GOT TO THE POINT

I shaved my head and found a point on the top,

I inherited my point from my mother's side grandpop,

Now, all the time I get teased,

I'm not at all pleased,

When my hair grows out will it stop? 

THERE ONCE WAS A LITTLE PERCOLATOR LIMERICK

There once was a little percolator,
It made good hot coffee, about ten minutes later,
It was understood,
That the coffee was good,
Unless, you were just a perking hot coffee hater.

THE CANDY ABUSER WAS A COMPLETE LOSER

The candy store man had no teeth left in his daft head,

His teeth rotted away, because on candy he fed,

His kid's teeth were all fillings,

Because of cavity drillings,

So his wife served him with papers, and now they're unwed.

DRIED UP PENS

I bought a package of pens that wouldn't write,
The ink was dried up real hard and real tight,
I had to use pencils,
To draw in my stencils,
The pencils made an aesthetic blight.

TROUBLED TIMMONS NEEDS A TOOTH FAIRY

Troubled Timmons is a snot,

When he is just a big old tot,

He is often mean, 

And, his language, unclean,

He will not brush and mouth is rot.

I GROW A GARDEN IN MY POTS AND PANS

My pots and pans are full of mold,

I should have washed them, I've been old,

But I need my veggies each day,

So I grow them my way,

I use the molds in my stew, and I never catch cold.

THE CHRISTMAS CANNIBAL ELF

It's a full moon on Christmas Eve, and you'd better watch yourself,

Or you could be eaten, by a thing called Santa's elf,

Cannibals, Santa condones,

If nothing is wasted, even bones,

The elf that eats the bones is the one they call big Ralph. 

INKY WINKY BUILT A STAR

Inky Winky built a star,
And, worlds would marvel near and far,
But, the star was loaded,
With physics so coded,
Immortals didn't expect the  jar.

I SHOT A RUBBER BAND, NOW I LIVE UNDER A BRIDGE

I shot off a rubber band,

Where did the rubber band land?

It struck my boss in his eye,

That made my boss cry,

Before the end of the day, I got canned.

YUM! YUM! YUM! STICKY, GREASY PORK RINDS

My pork rinds were not so greasy or sweet,

So, I fried them with grease and brown sugar for my treat,

Now, I have to confess,

They were a sticky, greasy mess,

But boy they were so good to eat.

SAGA OF THE NIGHT WATCHMAN

Mr. Murphy, he retired,

His other choice, was get fired,

He was out of date,

Would hesitate,

Had no promotions, since he was hired.

JEETER LIKED TO WATCH THE CLOCK

Jeeter liked to watch the clock,
He watched at work each day,
Jeeter got almost nothing done,
 But, he still expected pay,

One day Jeeter had to see the boss,
The boss told Jeeter he was done,
Jeeter was at a total loss,
He thought he worked harder than anyone,

Jeeter quickly found a job with hope,
It was a job watching a giant clock,
He spent his nights with a telescope,
As the stars moved he heard "tic-toc".

MAGIC CHRISTMAS, AND FULL IS THE MOON

Magic Santa, magic sleigh, magic deer that fly,

Underneath the full moon, they are a dab onto the eye,

In corporeal form they appeal,

But in reality, they are unreal,

Everywhere, and all at once, on such magic they rely.

I FED A FERRET, AND HE POOPED ON MY FLOOR

I invited a ferret over for dinner, but he was not very nice,

He was always chattering and chattering, and gave my youngest lice,

And in my bathroom, he did more,

He missed my toilet, and nailed the floor,

I grabbed that ferret by the tail, and escorted him out my door.

THE GNOME LIMERICKS

Marcy was a real pretty horse,
A gnome ate her for his main course,
Then he ate my dog,
My cat and my frog,
Gnomes are such an evil force.

There was a little gnome named Klaus,
He kept gnawing on my old house,
He liked tasty paint,
With a bit of lead taint,
And, termites and the occasional mouse.

SANTA MAY NOT HAVE REIGNDEER, BUT AT LEAST HE HAS HIS STALL

Jimmy was short and tubby, and he had the Santa call,

So he got a job as Santa, working at the Midtown Mall,

He worked there for fifty years,

Made enough money to buy his beers,

Jimmy did get a reserved toilet, they named it Santa's Stall.

A STEVE THE PORCH PIRATE CHRISTMAS LIMERICK

Steve was a porch pirate who was very lucky,

He threw boxes from porches into the back.of his trucky,

Presents Steve got from his hood,

Made his Christmas feel good,

But for all those he ripped off, it was sucky.

TEACHER, TEACHER ALPHABET SOUP LIMERICKS

Teacher, teacher alphabet soup,
When I sit in class my eye lids droop,
My brain is so soar,
I just want to snore,
It’ll be a lifetime before I recoup.

Teacher, Teacher alphabet soup,
I can’t understand and I’m not a goop,
It would not be so bad,
If I could sleep for a tad,
Or, go out with my buds shooting hoop.

Teacher, teacher, alphabet soup,
I think that I’m coming down with the croup,
School air makes me wheeze,
And, who cut the cheese?
I’ve sit so long I’ve developed a stoop.

I EVOLVED AND WENT BACK TO.THE SEA

I woke up this morning without hands, arms or feet,

Instead, I had flippers; how am I supposed to eat?

I flopped down to the bay,

I feel better, I'd say,

Except, I'm sick of eating fish, and desire red meat.

CHRISTMAS EVE AND REINDEER STEVE

Again it is now Christmas Eve,
Santa’s ride depends on reindeer Steve,
Steve is the official weather reindeer,
But, he has drank too much beer,
Let’s hope his sobriety he’ll retrieve.

A WREATH FOR THE HOLIDAYS

I needed a holiday wreath for my front door,

Could not afford to buy one, because I'm dirt poor,

I took wire and branches of pine,

Built a circle held together with twine,

The wreath might not look good, but it's artwork of mine.

DAVY OF THE NAVY

There was  mouse I called Davy,

He kept chewing into my dry packs of gravy,

I told him I will get very rough, 

If he gets into my salty stuff,

So, Davy ran off to join a salt water navy.

HARRY UNPACKED HIS OBOE

Santa brought Harry an oboe, and he unpacked it Christmas Day,

Once the oboe was assembled, Harry began to play and play,

Harry was a happy winner,

Mama cooked him Christmas dinner,

After Christmas dinner, Harry napped in bed, where he would stay.

LOTIONS,AND POTIONS AND WORMS IN THE EARS

Jimmy had worms burrowing deep into his ears,

He had worm eggs sliding down his face in his tears,

He bought topical lotions,

And consumable potions,

He got better, and told his saga over beers.

A DOCTOR WHO SATURDAY

It's Saturday, and I don't know what to do,

Maybe I will visit buffalo at the zoo,

I guess I'll go to the beach,

There, volleyball I will teach,

Then I'll head home to watch Doctor Who.

I HAVE "THE WATCHING THE SNOWFALL MONOTONY BLUES"

I have "the watching the snowfall monotony blues,"

In Michigan the snowfalls always come in twos,

One lasts all night, the other lasts all day,

And, I expect the last one at some midpoint in may,

And, what about that rascal sun,

He shows up at sundown and then he is done,

And, what about the moon and stars?

They're simply legends told in snow stuck cars,

For summer days I have been grieving,

Though perhaps my memories are deceiving,

I remember the warmth from the golden, bright skies,

Perhaps, in my winter dementia the truth, it lies,

How could summer weather be so keen,

And, winter weather triple mean,

I do not know when I snowblow,

If I'll freeze a finger or a toe,

In Michigan we dig our ditches deep,

Sliding vehicles we stack in a heap,

And, if my wood pile does not stay dry,

Then, I will quickly freeze and die,

So, if you're looking for a place to go,

Come to Michigan, we have ice and snow,

 For we have sleds, and skies and affordable dining,

But, if you love sunshine, better quit your whining. 

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THE GLOWING SNOW WAS PAINTED BLUE

Chips of blue paint covered the new fallen snow,

The moonlight hit it, and the moonlight, it glow,

It's my peeled house paint,

The white snow it taint,

I would have repainted, but I didn't have much doe.

HILLBILLY CHRISTMAS DINING

I bought me a chicken, and had me a fry,

It tasted so good it put beams in my eye,

Then I had me some beans,

And fried mustard greens,

I got seeds in my dentures from raspberry pie.

HARRY BOUGHT SOME BONGOS

Often Harry would play in concert his sweet kazoo, 

Then he bought a nice metal flute, and it was brand new,

Then he bought a clarinet,

Found reeds were hard to get,

Harry bought some bongos, and played them in concert too.

WHEN I MET AN AMOEBA MONSTER LIMERICK

I had a really bad, bad fright,
It was a weird monster I met one night,
It was a green Amoeba,
It's name was Reba,
I think my eyeballs weren't screwed in right. 

WINTER HONEY IS THE BEES KNEES

I saw some weird little winter bees,

They had their own little toboggans, and their own skies,

They might look funny,

But they make tommy honey,

Tasting best after the honeycomb freeze.

I ATE TUNA ALL WINTER, NOW ALONG COMES A BEAR

Area bear watchers have gotten their wish,

There's a bear around here searching for some nutrish,

He loves smelly containers,

Like trash can retainers,

But, my house smells like canned tuna fish.

PSYCHO HEAT MIND

NASAL HYGIENE AND WARFARE

The picking of the noses is a family tradition,

Most do it for the fun, others do it for the nutrition,

Dig for the boogers deep, deep, deep,

The ones you like, you get to keep,

The others you can use as personalized ammunition.

THE CANDY CANE LICKER

I like licking my candy cane; it tastes like peppermint,

It makes my eyes tear up, and gives them a shinny tint,

I've got a bumper sticker,

Says, "CANDY CANE LICKER",   

Mama says, "oh, you didn't?",

THE CANDY CANE POEM

It does not take any brains,

The best treats are candy canes,

I do not hesitate,

I quickly manducate,

Then my teeth all suffer pains.

I CUT THE CABLE TV BUT, I DID NOT CUT THE ELECTRIC WIRE

When I dug a hole to plant a red maple tree,
Oops!  I cut the cable to my cable TV,
But, the cut electrical wire,
Which caused a neighborhood fire,
I didn't do so, please don't blame me.

IRREGARDLESS, I SAY

For Bill, "irregardless" is his favorite word,

But amongst PhD scholars it's a word never heard,

Now Bill gets a thrill,

Telling the smart ones to chill,

Saying, " irregardless is the newspeak of the nerd."

THE CLAWS OF THE YETI

I walked into a mountain cave,

And, found the bones that would mark my grave,

Then, in walks a two-headed yeti with claws,

And, long sharp, teeth in both jaws,

And of course, it did me no good to be brave.   

GORDO THE DRAGON SLAYER PART III

Gordo slayed a dragon so big,
He couldn't haul it away with his donkey-cart rig,
So, he decided to stay,
And, ate well for one day,
Then, rode off like a pot-bellied pig.