Even More Short Ones Poem by Joe Hughes

Even More Short Ones



Fred was a butcher so tall,
But his portions were awfully small,
No need for a fork
To hold onto his pork
Which barely existed at all!

Rita was fond of the telly,
Which she'd watch whilst wearing her wellies,
Her hands were just fine
As she'd sip on her wine
But her feet were awfully smelly!

Tom was a great circus trooper,
He'd cartwheel, go loopy -the-looper,
But one day he got stuck
In some elephant's muck
So now he's a poopy-the pooper!

Harry loved betting on horses,
His winnings were less than his losses,
So he placed all his money on Tess,
A horse which lost way out west,
So on street corners Harry now dosses!

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Joe Hughes

Joe Hughes

Drogheda, Ireland
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