SPACE DOCTOR DDS

A Venus man came down from his hovering space craft, in the sky,

He told me he had chewy candies, and a spaceship I could fly,

I went to his ship,

Boy, what a rip,

I got an oral probe, and dental implants, and his prices were high.

WHAT DO YOU GET, WHEN YOU CROSS A CATHETER AND A DESKTOP?

My mother was a desktop computer, from old Maine,

My dad was a hospital catheter, from Tulane,

They did not make a fuss,

They got together on a bus,

I was born, a long tube, with a cybertronic, big brain.   

THE SAILBOAT GOAT

My friend, had a big, pretty yellow, sailboat,

It was pretty new, because it still could float,

We sailed one day,

Up to Saginaw Bay,

That's where my friend bought a boat mascot, a goat.

SAND BEACH SUMMER PARK AND THE DRAGON

A dragon walked into the Sand Beach Summer Park,

He chewed on the visitors, until it got dark,

As the last person got chewed,

The dragon didn't see more food,

He meandered to the woods, to gnaw on some bark.

TUNA BREATH LIVES ALONE

When my buddy has been eating tuna, he has a tell,

His breath has a nasty, pungent type of exhaust, to smell,

My buddy's breath makes eyes squint,

But, he won't intake a mint,

His roomies kicked him out, and at my place, he will not dwell.

GETTING SCREWED, AFTER TOOTH DECAY

Bobby's big, molar tooth, decayed away,

Lasts little bits spit out, one summer day,

He'll get one more,

At the dental store,

It'll be screwed in, a permanent stay.

TRINA STEALS OUR MUSHROOMS

I fried up some fresh picked mushrooms, with onions, in bacon grease,

All knew, if they ate a few rooms, their psyche would be at peace,

Then little Trina came along,

She did all of us, a big wrong,

Trina grabbed the pan of rooms, and ran; our anger will not cease.

MY BROTHER IS A COMPETITOR, PREDATOR, FOR FOOD.

I would be happy, eating many more good meals,

But, my older brother, he sees food, then he steals,

I store food in plastic bags,

Then slap on ownership tags,

My big brother, does not care, he does what he feels.

Predator.  

I INCUBATE THE EGGS, FOR THOSE THAT HAVE BUG LEGS

It was mid-July, and the horizon star drowned, and bugs came out to deep bite,

They started biting my toes, and ended in my hair; that is my entire height, 

I bathed in a bug killer spray,

The carnivores stayed, anyway, 

The bugs kept chewing, deep into my skin; they laid their eggs, and no, I'm not right.

THE BIRTHDAY THAT WAS NOT, FUN

Today, I lived through my 5th birthday, and no one brought me a cake,

No one brought me chicken, either to fry, or toast, or oven bake,

Can't I get an exciting toy,

The hula hoop, was so plain, soy,

I'll only get a few birthdays, before my aging bones all break.

I DON'T REPAIR DUMPS; I BUILD CASTLES

I gathered up my jumpy dog, and locked down my crumbling hovel,

We walked down to the sandy beach, with my toy plastic pail and shovel,

Built a tall castle on the beach,

Stacked sand as high as I could reach,

My dog knocked the castle down; for his dinner, he had to grovel.

I MISSED THE PARADE, BUT I WATCHED MY KITTY PEE

I was going to a parade, then it started to rain,

I did not want to experience a lightning strike, pain,

Through the window, I watched the river,

Gave some fresh beer to my old liver,

I' watched my cat all day, he used his litter box, to drain.

DRIED PRUNE PARFAIT FOR ALGER

My little tame rat, named Alger, was always chewing flowers,

The flowers,were non-lethal, but they made him poop for hours,

Then, 3 times every day,

I fed him dried prune, parfait,

The poopy rat, washes it off with me, while I take showers.

FAMILY VALUES, PEONIES AND MEAT

I taught my entire coup of chickens, to poop on the peonies,

Poop is a great fertilizer, and the resulting flowers, do please,

Peonies cover the families graves,

Ma, and Pa, and Great Grandpa Big Draves.

Nana ,Grandpa and Aunt Louise, are in the barn, in the meat, deep freeze.  

FOOD FOR THE FERRELL

All of the kitty cat lips, were all tongue licken, 

In the garbage, there was the skin of a chicken,

The wicked aroma that smelled,

All kitty attention, it held,

Along came a bear, and kitty hearts, did quicken.

THE ORGAN GRINDER

Jim the organ grinder, made tunes from his organ grinding pipes, 

He sold bananas on the street corner, two different types,

His noise brought customers in,

To select bananas, from his bin,

He divided his bananas into green ones, and the ripes.

FROM THE ANCIENT CRYPT OF KINGS, I STOLE THEIR GOLDEN RINGS

Down In a dark tunnel, I found the crypt of the ancient kings,

I went into the dank, musky crypt, to steal their precious, things,

Clothes were stinky, loose and frayed,

Royal bodies, had decayed,

But, on their brittle finger bones, they showed off their golden rings.

THEY'RE COLORED GREEN; WILL I BE DE-FEETED?

All my pretty feet, are turning a real dark green,

Maybe there's a problem, with my flip, flopping spleen,

Is green a sign of foot woe?

Dead, green meat, and off they go?

And, I just bought new shoes, to celebrate Halloween.

THE HOLIDAY ELF FROM BEL

Friday The Thirteenth, is every time,  such a big hassle,

Everyone is fear filled, so they hold down in their castle,

But, the creature with crunching jaws,

Tightest buns, and long, sharp claws,

Will appear this night, wearing only, a pointy hat and tassel. 

MY LIFE WAS RUINED BY A WITCH

Back when I was just a simple, lounging, otter,

Life was great, eating fish, and swimming water,

Then along comes this witch,

And, her nose goes twitch, twitch,

Now I work long, hot, hard days, as a potter.

SOCIAL MEDIA BLOCKED

I cannot call it social media, because I get blocked all the time,

How can I be real social, when each thing I say, is an internet crime,

I guess I'll watch my vids,

Ones not fit for the kids,

Now, every moment I'm not sleeping, I'll watch videos, and write rhyme.

MY BAD, DOUBLE TROUBLE

I went into the city, to stir up some bad, trouble,

That is when I ran into my exact, copy, double, 

We were right away, mates,

All aligned were our fates,

The bar fight we started, left half the city in rubble.

GOING SLOW, HELPS LONGEVITY GROW, FOR TRAINS

There was an ancient, slow train that did not like to go fast,

It had a steam engine built in some century, long past,

The coal fuel caused massive pollution,

But, the train was an institution,

It seems the slower pace, helped the antique trains parts, to last.

INFESTATION 2025

There were spider mites on his roses, and ants in his peonies,

There were squirming worms in his cabbage, and his cat and dog had fleas,

And, cockroaches in the house,

Tiny, red beetles, on his spouse,

There was even a touch of mange, on daughter Trina's big, pet bees..

MY SIX YEAR OLD SISTER, HAS AN EATING DISORDER

It's disgusting, I live with an eater of crayons, and paste,

I told ma, but she cared more about her stair stepper, and waist,

I know I should not whine,

I'm big brother, I'm nine,

But, I can't do my art stuff, when my kid sister has bad taste.

MY GUPPY DIED FROM DEHYDRATION

I kept my small, green pet guppy, in a wide mouth mason jar,

Not much room to swim sideways, but he could swim up really far,

One day, my guppy jumped out,

He must have flipped, flopped about,

I found my guppy, a died up husk, on my toy Tonka car.

GAMER HEART STOPPER

When I was young, I played video games, until I was sixty-seven,

My heart stopped, and I departed off to play, video games in heaven,

I was surprised, well, well, well,

I woke up where demons dwell,

But, I got to play with my dead gamer fans, Nancy, Clancy and Kevin.

MY BUDDY FELL OVER, HIS FIRST HOUSE

My buddy rented a little house, that had a small loft, for sleeping,

He said the bed was soft, and the little house, needed no up keeping,

But, the landlord didn't honestly inform, 

The house blew over in every storm,

The house blew over in a storm one night, and alarms started beeping.

MY BROTHER-IN-LAW SMELLS

My weird brother-in-law, does not feel real, darn rosy,

So, he piles into his pants pockets, some posey,

He hasn't bathed in six weeks,

His big, hairy body, wreaks,

He needs a hard spray down, with water from the hosey.

STINKY TEETH AND NICOTINE GUM

I thought I had lots of mint toothpaste left, but my tube is flat, and stone dry,

If I go to school without clean smelling teeth, the teasing will make me cry,

I stole ma's nicotine gum,

I chewed it all, yum, yum, yum!

Now, I have this strange feeling, that maybe, I can stretch out my wings, and fly.

TOMATOES, THE BAD CROP

This years tomatoes, did not attain the size, big,

The foul taste was like an ancient, rotten, pine twig,

The plants were of bad seed,

I think bred from a weed,

Our labors been lost, the fruits aren't fit for a pig.

UNCLE LEE IN THE HOSPITAL

Uncle Lee rode his small scooter into a pickup truck backend,

He totaled his little scooter, and his body he could not bend,

The nurses put him in a bed,

Stuck tubes in him to keep him fed,

Then they setup a nice clock, so Lee could count tics until his end.

WHERE THERE'S SMOKE, THERE'S COUGHING

The smoke covers the sky, as the smoke drifts in from a million miles away,

Methinks we will choke and needlessly die, if the smoke stays around through the day,

I heard it's a  forest fire smoke,

So hot, you can make steel without coke,

It seems like the smoke has been thickening, since the first days, at the start of May.

DRAGON POOF REVENGE

There was a fire breathing dragon, and he was acting like a goof,

The dragon, was dancing down the center of my big red barns, tin roof,

The neighbors got their varmint guns,

And, shot the dragon in his buns,

The pained dragon, blew his blazing breath, and all the farms around went, "Poof!"

AI FIXES THE WAS/WERE CONFUSION

I don't know the difference, between the words "was" and "were",

I was out of school real sick, the day that lesson did occur,

We have a school AI,

On that, I do rely,

AI gives me more time with kitty, watching her cough up fur.

THE CLOCK CHIMES FOR CHUBBY GRIMES

I have a little goldfish, and the goldfish smiles, right at me,

He sees me through his thick glass bowl, the water, and his cloud of pee,

My goldfish, I named him Grimes,

He looks for food, when the clock chimes,

My clock, it happens to chime a lot, so Crimes is a bit chubby. 

SORRY, THESE PEOPLE JUST AREN'T RIGHT, IN THE HEAD

A bat got into the farmhouse, and frightened the wives and kids,

Back behind the big sofa, that is where my family hids,

We are  backwoods talk and thinking folk,

So, I gave my shotgun trig, a stroke,

The winged demon was scared out a window, so he, I got rids.

THE OLD MAN AND THE ROO

There was an old man, who sat at the zoo,

He shared his dill pickles, with a humpback, kangaroo,

The kids got all scared,

When his teeth, the too bared,

The kids got double scared, when the old man bared is snaggled teeth too.

MY CROC, PUT HIS FACE IN THE POT, AND SMILED

Mommy intervened,  and she made me take a time-out nap, for a while,

Because I was feuding, using ball bats, with my pet, stuffed crocodile,

Call me chubby, and lazy,

But, my crock is so, crazy,

All night, his head was in the toilet, I pulled him out; he had a smile.

BASEMENT BOY III: THE OLD MAN IN THE BASEMENT

The old man down in his ma's basement, has been gaming, for well over fifty years,

He started beating neighbor kids on Nintendo, now it's internet kids, he smears,

Over decades, each challenger fell,

And, moved on to have a life, as well,

While the old man in the basement, is fulfilled by highest scores, and levels he clears.

DOOMSCROLLING WITH MY BROTHER

My big brother was doomscrolling all day long,

Brother was playing, some doomscrolling sad song,

It was a real catchy tune,

I started doomscrolling soon,

It felt good, to how the world had gone wrong.

NO MORE LUXURY FOODS

I use to eat chicken tacos, but I will not eat them anymore,

I can't afford chicken tacos, because of high prices at the store,

My financial recoup?

Fifty-cent ramen soup,

And, a glass of free ice water; oh my stars and garters, am I poor.

THE MUG OF A BUG

I told my barber, I'm not hugged, because my haircut is a big disgrace,

The barber looked me in my big eye, and said, the problem was in my face,

He said, you can't get a kiss, kiss hug,

With the the face of a beetle bug,

The barber sent me to his cousin, who has a plastic surgery place.

ROXXIE TEACHES THE LOUGHA HOOGHA, AT SUMMER CAMP

Roxxie The Red, got an up north summer job, as a councillor at Lake Tanganugha,

While swimming, Roxxie was attacked by a monster, a whale, like a giant beluga, 

The monster ate an arm, and swam away,

Roxxie grew a new arm, by the next day,

Then the campers and councillors came out to play, and they all danced the Lougha Hoogha.

THE DES MOINES GRAVE ROBBER

I took a metal detector, through a cemetery near Des Moines,

I got a hit from way deep down, that turned out to be a rare gold coin,

Then along came smirking cops,

They asked, "What you got there pops?",

I got arrested for robbing graves, which is a big kick in the groin.

I'M A POISONED SPIDER, AND MY JUICES FED THE BUG.

I use to be a spider, who hid back behind the door,

Then, someone got me with spider spray, and I am no more,

A bug sucked out my spider juice,

Ate my on web eggs, that hung loose,

I'm just an empty shell, of the spider I was before.

FROM RATS TO KANGAROOS

The frisky rat in my home, grew into a kangaroo,

It boxed me around and around, then it said, "I love you",

I almost called pest control,

But, found mercy in my soul,

Next day, all the rats in my home, were kangaroo sized, too.

A PIRATE DINGY

Tilly raised his pirate flag, above his dingy, that sat out on the bay,

When Tilly rowed toward a victim, they would lift up anchor, and drift away,

Tilly was not a great pirate skipper,

Never got loot;  some gave him canned kipper,

At night, you can still hear someone rowing, it's Tilly the pirate, some say.

THE SNAKE, THE LOAD AND THE CODE

Benny bought a python, so he could learn to write some computer code,

The python squeezed poor Benny so tight, Benny lost his big, colon load,

Our poor Benny, he did pass,

The snake died, from Benny gas,

Moral: When you squeeze someone way too hard, then poison gas may explode.

I ONCE WAS DOPE

I rode on my new tricycle, and everyone said, I was dope,

I rode it straight up a steep hill, when all others gave up, and lost hope,

The next side, I went down by design,

It was a drop off, didn't end so fine,

Now, it will take a year to mend bones, and with the pain, it's hard to cope.

THERE USE TO BE THESE THINGS

There use to be these mythical, strange things, that the wisest, called  books,

You would turn over a cover, and give the pages some close looks,

I was not prepared,

The words made me scarred,

But, I had to keep looking, because the ideas were like hooks.

WHAT BOOMER'S LIKED TO EAT

People were nicknamed "Boomer", because they ate only beans and cabbage,

Then every night at midnight, their bowels spewed something, smelling savage,

You could hear erupting power,

Some blasts required a shower,

I felt sorry for porcelain johns, their bowls, Boomer's sought to ravage.

MY BIG BROTHER, DOESN'T KNOW ABOUT MY BRAIN

I have neuronal degeneration, my older brother said,

In a few hours I'd suffer doom, and he'd get my water bed,

At first I felt dismay,

But, I didn't die that day,

My older brother plays these games, after he bops me in my head.

A HORNY FACE AND POVERTY, DOES NOT A WINNER MAKE

Why do so many suffer with a life of discourage?

Because success is based on looks and peerage,

If you are poor born,

Looks, face should have 2 horn,

Then you can never climb up from the steerage.

BOOMER TOWN

I entered a town, where everyone must be a Boomer,

You had to be at least 60, to become a rent roomer,

They play lame video games, all day,

At night, before tv screens, they stay,

One drove around a Corvette, at least that guy was a zoomer.

MY PARTICIPLE GOT GONGED

My home schooling mommy, said I was doing my participle, all wrong,

Mommy did not say what the problem was, she just banged my tin, toy gong,

Then she sent me straight to bed,

Without my teddy bear, Fred,

I hope she does not make me lay here, until my toe nails grow two feet long.

SHARING WEEDS WITH MY MICHIGAN MOOSE

With a Michigan moose, I formed a real tight bond,

We both liked to chew on weeds, in a holding pond,

To make pond weeds to be tasty,

Do not chew on them, too hasty,

Or, they'll be bitter, and that's a taste, I'm not fond.

I SHOULD HAVE MY PhD, BUT MY AI WAS DRUNK

I fired my new AI, because he staggered to work, drunk,

Both of his green eyes were bloody red, and inwardly, had sunk,

He saw I was real mad,

But, he smirked, that was bad,

Then, when writing my doctoral thesis, he churned out junk.

LIVE VICARIOUSLY, BY BUILDING AN AI FAMILY LIFE

I am an AI Daddy; they sell me at The AI Family Store,

I'm sold at a reasonable price, but an AI Mommy, costs much more,

There is an AI Sister, and an AI Brother,

Change out a couple parts, can't tell one, from the other,

There's many choices for family homes, from penthouse rich, to two tent poor.

SICK SAM THE HAM

There once was a real mean, grouchy old pig, everyone called him, Sick Sam,

He was always blowing his big, snout nose, because he was one old, ill ham,

Sam got syrup, for being sick,

And, got all well, miracle quick,

Sam became a cough syrup spokesperson, and married his sweetheart, Pig Pam.