Ima Ryma Poems

A partridge in a pear tree - jeez!
Two turtle doves - what's this bird thing?
Three French hens - stop this foul stuff, please.
Four calling birds - you ding-a-ling.
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Even though she was almost due
To give birth to their first born child,
With her, he wanted to be through;
So divorce papers he had filed.
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Oh, how I love a smorgasbord.
So many varied things to eat.
New, fresh dishes to be explored.
Truly indeed, a taste bud treat.
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It was one bit of real good luck,
That this here tin can fell upon -
Fallin' out of that garbage truck,
Free at last to keep rollin' on.
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I awoke with a fierce headache.
Pain killers did not help at all.
Such agony I could not take,
And made an emergency call.
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They found him sitting in his chair,
His lifeless eyes watching T.V.
Nobody else was living there.
Neighbors thought the house was empty.
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Sam had become a nervous wreck.
He was to give a speech next week
To a convention on high tech.
Hundreds of folks would hear him speak.
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Life is so empty anymore.
Same old stuff day in and day out.
Being alive is just a bore.
Nothing to be juiced up about.
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There was this monkey in a cage;
And if he wanted some cocaine,
He'd push a button on a gauge,
For a measured amount - with pain.
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A hungry lion ambled through
The jungle for something to munch.
Two guys, off guard, came into view.
'Ah, ' thought the lion, 'Here is lunch.'
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