Since rhyming and rhythm are terribly boring
They must now be barred from all musical scoring;
Those poets employing these rhythms and rhymes
Should pay with their lives for committing such crimes!
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Six weeks old today mamma
a birthday gift for me,
a pair of big brown eyes through
one day i will see.
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The handbag is a rare delight, it's like Aladdin's cave,
All sorts of things are hidden there, that females like to save,
It's black and big and heavy, with a nice long shoulder strap,
Its weighted down with odds and sods and other stuff like that.
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I was walking down the river bank it was just the other night
When a vampire with a fishing rod gave me a real bad fright
'I haven't had a bite all day' it said and bared its drooling fangs
'A pint or two of your cool blood will cure my hunger pangs'
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Starkle starkle little twink
who the heck you are I think
I'm not under what you call
the alcofluence of incohol
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The Torment
Sorrow swalowed me into the cruel black sea,
The icy cold water washed over me,
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She looks like a hooker, regular tart,
Owes her face less to nature than cosmetic art.
'Prostitute' or 'loose woman' are terms that might irk her,
So in sanitized speech she's now called a sex worker.
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Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
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Ding dong the witch is dead
The wicked witch is dead.
Somebody filled her brains with lead
and now the wicked witch is dead.
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Whenever you would call me, I'd always be right there,
When i really needed you you didnt seem to care.
I'm a stranger in your world, I dont know where to turn,
You like to watch me waste my tears, and then to crash and burn.
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