Monday, May 29, 2017

There once was a fellow named Kent

There once was a fellow named Kent
Who didn’t have funds for the rent.
His landlady asked for sex
But he could not erex
So he lives in the park in a tent.

Monday, April 24, 2017

There once was a fellow named Hardin

There once was a fellow named Hardin
Who spent all his time in his garden.
With plants variegated
And some help-related,
He’s locked up, awaiting a pardon.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

A fellow named Bob Davenport

A fellow named Bob Davenport
Was called “Sofa” by his cohort.
His wife was named Clare
But he called her “Chair”
And his son was called “Otto” for short.

Sunday, March 26, 2017

There once was a fellow from Brighton

There once was a fellow from Brighton
Who was very easy to frighten.
If he saw a spider
His eyes would grow sider
And his sphincter would painfully tighten.

Thursday, March 9, 2017

There once was a man from Manhattan

There once was a man from Manhattan
Who looked like his face had been sattan.
Like a smiley face button
With no part a-juttin’.
From the side, from the neck, there was nattan.

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

There once was a man from Poughkeepsie

There once was a man from Poughkeepsie
Who while drinking never got teepsie.
He went from clear headed
To completely shredded
With movements incredibly treepsie.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

There was a musician from Cuba

There was a musician from Cuba
Who sailed to Key West in his tuba.
The Coast Guard saved the day
Until they heard him play.
Then they took the poor guy to Aruba.