Unrelated Relatives Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Terrible, Tristan, Terrible!
I want to be married to Murielle.
I’ve done all I can with my wife named Roseanne,
But she tastes just as terrible as Sara bell.

2.

How many licks does it take to get
To the center of clichéd hypnoses?
If you eat too much toast you’ll catch halitosis.
If you’ve got a nice boss you can kiss is ass
While the ants crawl over the rose bushes.

3.

The third stanza is like baking a cake,
Your two patrons have been waiting all week
They think its quite sheik, this tongue and cheek,
Since they’ve had nothing to eat but dull proses.