There once was a woman from Racine, who had a craving for whip cream. She'd squirt it on cake, and all things she'd bake, until she split out her seams.
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There once was a man named fungi, whose beard grew far too awry. His wife wouldn't smooch, a face like a pooch, especially since it felt like cacti.
There once was a woman named beejay, who was bit really hard by a sting-ray. She turned lobster red, and we thought she was dead, till she cooked him for dinner on Sunday. ***********************
There once was a woman named liz. Who wanted to star in showbiz. She auditioned for roles, but failed in her goals. But at everything else she's a whiz. ***********************
There once was a blogger named SER, who really, really! liked fur. He hunted and stalked, but when it came to shooting he balked, so he had to settle for velour.
There once was a man from Racine,
ReplyDeleteWhose actions were very obscene.
He went to a mall,
then took a great fall,
but will walk away squeaky clean.
Violets are blue
ReplyDeleteRoses are red
If I looked like you
I'd wish I were dead.
(from my OLD school days)
Valentines Day is drawing near
And here's a little tip
I'm looking for a sweetheart
And it isn't you, you drip
(Taken from a card I bought long ago..never sent it)
There once was a woman from Racine,
ReplyDeletewho had a craving for whip cream.
She'd squirt it on cake,
and all things she'd bake,
until she split out her seams.
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There once was a man named fungi,
whose beard grew far too awry.
His wife wouldn't smooch,
a face like a pooch,
especially since it felt like cacti.
I can't stop..... :)
ReplyDeleteThere once was a fellow named wacko
who played the quarterback Flacco
he won by a tad
and behaved like a cad
may Zoltar turn him into a yak-(o)
A couple more....
ReplyDeleteThere once was a woman named beejay,
who was bit really hard by a sting-ray.
She turned lobster red,
and we thought she was dead,
till she cooked him for dinner on Sunday.
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There once was a woman named liz.
Who wanted to star in showbiz.
She auditioned for roles,
but failed in her goals.
But at everything else she's a whiz.
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There once was a blogger named SER,
who really, really! liked fur.
He hunted and stalked,
but when it came to shooting he balked,
so he had to settle for velour.
I think I'm done.
Roses are red,
ReplyDeleteViolets are blue,
My name is Orbs,
And who are you?
I know a man named orbs
ReplyDeletewho goes by the surname of corbs
he is brilliant and kind,
totally out of his mind.
He'd be priceless if ranked by Forbes.
It took me all day. It isn't easy to rhyme with orbs.
SER is the name
ReplyDeleteMaking Rhymes is the game.
Roses are red,
ReplyDeleteViolets are blue
Now, what the hell
did you want me to do???