Bronson was a beaver bear,
His species was really rare,
He built damns with logs,
Frightened cats and dogs,
A cave was his main lair.
There once was a beaver bear named Bronson,
He moved to Michigan from Wisconsin,
His body was a black bear,
His beaver head gave a scare,
He married a beaver bear named Johnson.
Junior was a nasty skunk, He followed me around like a goofy punk, So, with bacon I would tease, But, his bite gave me rabies, If I don’t get to a doctor I fear that I’m sunk. Junior the skunk feed on mice all the day, He dug them up from holes where they quietly lay, When a poor mouse yelled out "eek", Startled Junior let out a wreak, That warned the other mice to scurry away.
Jerry liked to look at Stars, He did not care for spheres like the moon or Mars, He didn’t like balls in the sky, Just things that twinkle way up high, It was like lightning bugs he caught in jars.
Sarah had a doll house that was painted bright pink,
She put her egg sandwich in it and boy did it stink,
Her family wondered what stank,
Could it be the septic tank?
They dug the lawn up from the tank to the sink.
Randy lived way out in the sticks, He was covered with all kinds of ticks, He itched and he scratched, Till, his skin was detached, He glued it back on with wax melted by wicks.
My good firewood was running real low, I had lots of green stuff but, it burned like a foe, You burn green it is said, When you're between frozen and dead, And, green wood makes a creosote fire woe.
I saw a spider-web when I looked outside, It was in my window, over half as wide, I found in the web, A black-widow named Deb, She bit me and that's how I died.
On New Years Eve Dave went to a rave,
It was such a party that Dave didn’t behave,
He ran down a main street,
Tripped over his fat feet,
With no teeth his mouth looks like a cave.
On New Years Eve Dave went to a rave,
He was single so he tried to behave,
He met a girl named Corky,
But, she knew Dave was dorky,
His reputation follows him to the grave.
Patty's pies are really bitter,
Although she brags them up on Twitter,
The inside is like soup,
Smells like a dog coop,
The baking bug should not have bit her.
My little pet toad sleeps so easy, He drinks rum but, he never gets queasy, His constitution's deluxe It is never in flux, Even with a cold he never gets sneezy.
I went fishing, wading out in the dark, I was hungry and my kitchen was stark, I had my red worms and beer, And, the beer gave me such cheer, Until, I stepped on a hammerhead shark.
I was planning on using my cash earned from potatoes,
To fund my winter trip to Barbados,
Of course my potatoes this year,
Have been ate by the deer,
And, my arthritis won't let me pick tomatoes.
My porcelain rabbit went to the floor,
It scattered pieces from the TV to the door,
The rabbit had been in grandma's old bookcase,
But, I think I'll not replace,
I'll use the money to buy a pizza, ...toppings four.
LITTLE PIGGY, LITTLE PIGGY
Little piggy, little piggy your cuteness is lame,
You are not housebroken and therefor not tame,
No matter how you are trained you end up the same,
You crap on the floor, and you won't take the blame.
Thurmond's telescope made the news one day, When Thurmond saw spacecrafts heading our way, After networks broadcast his words, The spacecrafts turned out to be birds, There was a crow, a dove and blue jay.