MABEL, HUBBY AND BEANS IN THE TEENS

Mabel the cook, makes baked, delicious, pork beans

She feeds them to her four kids, the in-be-tweens,

Hubby will eat pie,

The beans he won't try,

Hubby says beans bloat him up, into fat jeans.

COUNTRY KIDS DO THE DARNDEST THINGS

I went to the dead critter store, and bought me fresh ground beef,

I took it home to my young'uns for their famine relief,

But the kids did not care,

They were eating a bear,

They had scraped bear meat off the street, it was roadkill, good grief.

BEAR TRAP

A griz set a bear trap in front of my front door,

When J stepped into the bear trap, my foot got sore,

I yelled really loud,

Didn't attract a crowd,

Then the grizzly bear ate, until I was no more.

JIMMY THIRTY-FIVE TOES DOES HALLOWEEN

Jimmy thirty-five toes does not dress up for Halloween,

Jimmy goes barefoot, so his many toesies can be seen,

Jimmy definitely knows,

As his story grows and grows,

Jimmy will get more candy; the amount will be obscene.

MY STREET APARTMENT IS GONE

The crickets are still chirping, but the air has turned coughing cold,

I'd take me an apartment, but those affordable are sold,

I set up a tent,

While at work, it went,

A garbage truck took it far away, that is what I was told.

BRYAN THE MEAN ON HALLOWEEN

Bryan has an old Halloween soul,

He lives in a furnace with hot coal,

When it becomes Halloween,

Bryan goes out to be seen,

Scaring trick-or-treaters, his mean goal.

MABEL'S PODCAST PIE

Mabel is an influencer, but she can only influence pie,

She'll influence the crust to be flaky, but then it is way too dry,

Mabel got a blue ribbon in queens,

But that was for her tasty baked beans,

Mabel should influence bean baking, and let her pie pod channel die.

POST SUMMER

The green leaves are all dying to brown, the skies are gray,

The summer has passed, and for those fine times we will pay,

In this technical fall,

Early winter will call,

Now great oar faring ships, are winter parked in the bay.

THE GRIZ AND THE SAUR WENT TO WAR

I looked down from a bridge, and saw a huge dinosaur,

He was fighting a grizzly; it was an animal war,

The big grisly got on top,

Gave old dino-face a bop,

The dinosaur ran away, while the grizzly gave a roar.

HERMIT ADVENTURER

I'm A little baby hermit, and I'm an adventurous cuss,

I'm only six months old, but every morning I take a bus,

I head to a downtown shop

For sliced pizza and a pop

Then I commute back to home, before my family has a fuss.

FEED THE COWS

I grow some corn to feed my cows, along with alfalfa hay,

I make sure to feed all of my cows on each and every day,

Once all my cows are fully filled,

I drink a pop that's chilly chilled,

I relax and wait for slaughter trucks, to truck my cows away.

THE FOUR DIMENSIONAL GAMBLING PROJEDT

I went to the moon, and fell down into a deep pit,

There I found an alien boxed, space-time, travel kit,

I traveled back to sports games

Bet some money on some names,

I won billions of dollars, now I'll rest for a bit.

WHERE THE BOOGEYMAN BE

There was a boogeyman who hung around a boogey-bog,

He had a big boogey-cat, and a little boogey-dog,

He drank boogey-beer,

He ate boogey-deer,

Then the bad boogeyman would sleep under a boogey-log.

BUGS, PIMPLES AND BRAT

Jimmy had big bugs land all over his face,

They ate off his pimples, and now he looks ace,

Jimmy is now brat,

That's where he is at,

He just needs to keep tied each tennis shoe lace.

HERMIT GENES AND BEANS

I'm a baby hermit, and my ma put me to bed,

I fell fast asleep, when I laid down my hermit head,

My strange, weird hermit genes,

Made me dream of baked beans,

With normal genes, I'd dream of baked beans and buttered bread.

A BEACH MONSTER EATS

It crawled from the deep, dark sea to the land,

It ate the entire varsity band,

It was hungry for some more,

Swam to the island next door,

And ate each tourist, who smelled like beach sand.

THE BABY HERMIT IN THE TREE

I am a baby hermit, and I have climbed up into a tree,

Ma and pa and sis and bro, have been looking all around for me,

When one walks under my feet,

I do a bird tweet, tweet, tweet,

They never bother to look up, so baby hermit, they don't see.

INTO THE BOGGY PEAT MOOR

I fell into a real deep, boggy, peat moor,

Started sinking toward the dead place door,

Along came a rabbit,

I reached out to grab it,

The rabbit ran off, I started feeling poor.

GENETICALLY MODIFIED BIG

Ned was a little watermelon super, special seed,

When his mama got broke open, Ned fell into the weed,

The very next spring, Ned sprouted,

His mama's son, no one doubted,

Ned grew three meters long, because his genes were changed for greed.

PAPPY THE PIG AND PINKER TOO

Everywhere that pappy pig went, Pinker was surely to go,

Pinker had the bad flatulence, and he let everybody know,

Embarrassing pappy,

Made Pinker real happy,

When they got home, pappy gave Pinker lectures, and Pinker felt woe.🐖

FISHING IN THE NOW AND CLEANING DIRTY HANDS

My bucket is full of minnows, and my can is full of worms,

My lunchbox is full of candy; my hands are covered with germs,

I am fishing in my boat,

Eating candy while afloat,

I wash my hands off in the lake; they are clean, my eye confirms.

PAPPY THE PIG AND PINKER

I have a nice pink colored pet pig, named Pinker,

He fishes with a cane pole, bobber and sinker,

Just like his dear, old pappy,

Pinker likes to catch crappie, 

Like pappy, Pinker is a soda pop drinker.

CONTEMPLATION

My anchor, my love, 

Sleeping, peaceful dove,

Great quiet, 

Sound diet,

Relaxed low, above.

WHEN THE BEAR POUND, I GO UNDERGROUND

I heard a loud pound, pound, pounding on my door in back,

It was a grizzly bear, wanting his afternoon snack,

The old grizzly wanted me,

To digest in his belly,

I hid in the basement, because courage I did lack.

THE HOUNDS AND THE BOOGEYMAN

I walked outside into the darkness, because I heard a loud noise,

I ran into the boogeyman, and he was playing with my toys,

He had my leaf rake and hoe,

My old red, Christmas tree bow,

I let lose on him my four hound dogs, Larry, Curly, Shemp and Moe. 

INFESTATION WITH DIGNITY

I sued for peace the mean, itchy, hungry head lice,

My last offer gave to them, a real good entice,

So that I can get some sleep,

And my crap job I can keep,

They'll eat my scalp all day, at night they must be nice.

TEA WITH THE THREE BEARS

When the three bears came to visit, they were really, really nice,

They bought over some sweet tea, flavored with a cinnamon spice,

As I sipped on their tea,

The bears talked constantly,

Then they took me out to dinner; we had pork and some fried rice.

THE BIGGER THEY ARE

The bigger they are, the more they have gall,

Those wide, and heavy, and overly tall,

My arm cannot reach,

To touch them, to teach,

One slap from them, and I'm flat on the wall.

FRANK PICKS AND EATS HIS STRAWBERRIES

Frank picked little red strawberries, and put them in his bowl,

Before he set each berry down, Frank kissed them with his soul,

The berries were bitter,

Frank was not a quitter,

He thought he'd roll them in sugar, at least that was his goal.

YOU BROKE MY BACKSEAT

I have a bicycle built for two,

Of course, my backseat broke off on you,

Because you nag talk,

I'll just let you walk,

And I'll bike away, beyond your view.

A CORN IS BORN

Today my dear, pretty mama unicorn,

Had a precious, little corn baby born,

The baby corn was stuck,

From mama, I did pluck,

I pulled out the baby, by his little horn.

WILL SLEEP WHEN ONE IS DEAD

My little puppy stayed up all night with his best frog, friend Fred,

I told them to sleep; puppy said that he'd sleep when he was dead,

Next day, puppy was very tired,

I gave him sugar; he got wired,

Puppy ran around in circles, and fell sleepy, into bed.

FRUIT FLIES

In my home, the fruit flies found caves where they could sleep,

The caves were my nostrils, I blew out a huge heap,

The fruit flies flew away,

 Until later that day,

I found fruit flies in my eye ducts, and I did weep.

HUMANS TAUGHT THE SQUIRRELS A BAD HABBIT

Serious squirrels love their found, big cigarette butts,

Squirrels store found butts away, as if they were nuts,

In winter it snows and blows,

Nicotine bests such bad woes,

Squirrels learned this from the humans; they live in huts.

STINKY LITTLE BROTHER CAME CLEAN

There was a clean scented squirrel named Amy,

She had a little brother that smelled gamey,

She had the super power,

Shoved him into the shower,

Now both sibling squirrels smell the samey.

FAT + DIET DRINK = FAT JOKE

It had become extremely, full sunny,

And my strawberry jam, became runny,

I put nuts in the stew,

Stirred the caloric brew,

Adding cocoa Slimfast, to be funny.

LOVE AND NO TOILET

Because there was a pretty girl he wanted to woo,

Donny moved abruptly to a town called Kalamazoo,

He forgot his goldfish,

His tan cat he called Trish,

And the new apartment he rented had no place to poo. 

BEAVER HICKORY

There was a busy beaver that chewed on my hickory,

He chewed right through the hard, hardwood, then downward fell my  tree,

It fell upon my crops,

Damaged my turnip tops,

*The beaver cut my big tree up, then hauled it out to sea.

*Version 2

The tree is too heavy to move...it rots out in the leigh. 

OUR ROCKETS WERE TOO BIG TO FLY INTO OUTER SPACE

We tried to launch gigantic rockets, but they all went downward bound,

We couldn't break the curse called gravity, so our rockets kissed the ground,

We could not figure out why?

Gravity wouldn't let us fly,

Then one rocket fell upon us, and that Boom! was our last heard sound.

CONTAMINATED GROCERIES, NOW MY CLOTHES MIGHT FIT

Bugs have laid eggs in my food, because my windows have no screens,

That is why I have those maggots, swimming in my pork and beans,

There is a fuzzy worm,

He's chewing my wheat germ,

Maybe I should just diet, at least I'll fit my skinny jeans.

MY QUEST FOR A NEW HOME WORLD

Mars, the dead red planet, is real dusty,

It makes my white spaceship, look all rusty,

Mars is far and away,

A place I will not stay,

I'm off to a world that's ice crusty.

STUCK ONCE BY TWO HORNS HURTS, STUCK TWICE BY TWO HORNS, MEANS GOODBYE

I came upon a Minotaur, and he gored me with his horns,

I had just been food shopping, so I dropped all my cans of corns,

I dropped my butter,

Started to stutter,

The meanie gored me again, now the limerick world mourns.

SALT AND CHEESE CRACKER

I love saltine crackers, because they taste good,

Everybody eats them, in my neighborhood,

I eat them with salt and cheese,

Peppered crackers make me sneeze,

Eating stale crackers is wrong, it's understood.

MY ELECTION SURPRISE

I am losing my election, and I'm guessing I must cheat,

Nobody likes me, after I gave out some free, pickled meat,

My manager, Little Tony,

Handed out hunks of bologna,

The bologna was spoiled; people puked; now I smell defeat.

THE SHEEP KEEPER

I bought me an old country farm to raise me free roaming sheep,

Roaming sheep are so very pretty, and quite easy to keep,

Here is the real deal,

They get a free meal,

But if they get in front of my pickup, they get a beep, beep.

JIMMY AND HIS BETTER ANGLES

Jimmy picked up many earthworms and put them in glass jars,

He took out the dead ones, and fed them to his kitty, Lars,

He saved his better angles,

For trophy fish entangles,

Sometimes Jimmy caught northern pike, but often he caught gars.

RED NECK LAWN ORNAMENT

Fast forward my little truck, will never, ever go,

The engine won't turnover, and that's pretty, darn slow,

I took it to repair,

That ended in despair,

The car's rusting in my yard, and around it I Mow.

DONNY BED ROTTER

Big, bad Donny was bed rotting for days and days,

He only left bed to do potty or to graze,

Donny drank soda sip, sip, sip,

Then on the potty, he would rip,

Donny sucked down tater chips; one of his strange ways.

SOMEONE GOT IN A SCRAPE AT THE BAR

I went to the to The Two Bird Bar,

Somebody keyed my new sporty car,

When I came outside,

I cried and I cried,

The mean patrons went hardy, har, har.

A MEANINGLESS, WHIMSICAL PHILOSOPHY

The universe appears eternal, from dawn, to dawn, to dawn, to dawn,

But, when the universe disappears, its life will be a tiny yawn,

So head to mars,

Maybe, the stars,

Eat expensive seafood, like lobster, oysters, crabs, octopus and prawn. 

MY KITTY CAT IS BRAT?

I went way downtown, and got me a pretty kitty cat,

Kitty cats are very popular, some would say they're brat,

At the kitty store,

I bought my cat, Thor,

Thor was so happy, because I bought him a kitty hat.

MAKING STEW ON A BUDGET

I just got home, and I put on water for stew,

I put on some coffee, and I'm making that new,

I do not have any meat,

Or vegetables to eat,

My stew will have road salt, and some black pepper too

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UPPER BUNK, LOWER BUNK: A SUMMER CAMP STORY

At summer camp, little Timmy, completely wet his bed,

Urine dripped down upon his lower bunk mate, big bad Ned,

Ned got an unwanted surprise,

As pee drained into his shut eyes,

Embarrassed Timmy called his mom, then homeward he did head.

AS THE CARS GO BY

I got peppered sprayed, directly in my pretty eye,

I was taken to the jail, and no one told me why,

Not so much to eat,

Mouse turds are a treat,

By day I clear brush near highways, as the cars go by.

HUMAN BEANS

They said I should act more like a human bean,

I thought that comment was very crass and mean,

At any party,

Beans make one farty,

Then future party invites, are never seen.

MOSQUITOS BE WARNED

Because my house had loads of mice and rats,

I decided to get myself some cats,

They ate the mice today,

Frightened the rats away,

To deal with mosquitos, I'm getting bats.

A POINTLESS DAY RIVER FISHING

Donny went river fishing in his fibreglass canoe,

It had a couple of small leaks, because it was not new,

Donny didn't get bites that day,

He paddled down to the bay,

He did find a shinny stone, with a sparkle that was blue.

THE NO HOME CODE

As I turned my old pickup down my home-sweet-home road,

Noticed a contractor was tearing down my abode,

I phone called a cop,

Said please make them stop,

He said no, because I violated building code.

FISH, SPLAT AND STICHES

There was a small, skinny carp that lived in my front yard ditch,

He swam around in the muck all day, and I named him Mitch,

I saw kids with a ball bat,

They pitched poor Mitch, Mitch went splat,

I tried to revive my Mitch, but he never gave one twitch.  

LIVING IN MICHIGAN IS A BUGGER

I live in Michigan, we have zillions of bugs

They eat into your eyeballs, you share them, with hugs,

Bugs poop on your pans and dishes,

They attack your cute goldfishes,

You'!l even drink a few, in your rootbeer chug-a-lugs.