It was worse than the young Mrs. feared Her husband had just disappeared 'Twas Sunday at one But where was her hon? Dismayed, she thought, "This is weird."
She found him in front of the telly Chips and a beer on his belly He said, "We've no meat In the fridge for to eat Would you make a quick trip to the deli?"
A gallant young soldier named Copps Was told by a maiden named Stopps Your uniform's neat Your kisses are sweet But your breath smells a trifle like hops!
A vain young belle from Meridan With eyes like polished obsidian When presented a gown She said with a frown "That's just what you'd put an old biddy in!"
A fly and a flea in a flue Were imprisoned, but what could they do? Said the fly, "Let us flee!" Said the flea, "Let us fly!" And they flew through a flaw in the flue.
Old Ogden could write a poem quicker Than a drunk could drink up free liquor And just like hard candy The rhymes are quite dandy On this point we simply can't dicker.
There was an old man in a trunk Who inquired of his wife, "Am I drunk?" She replied with regret, "I'm afraid so my pet," And he answered, "It's just as I thunk."
Cried a teen-age protestor named Jill, "Those CIA squares make me ill! First they bugged our martinis, Our bras and bikinis, And now they are bugging The Pill!"
There once was a fellow named Nash He could write funny poems in a flash But some of the time The truth of the rhyme Could give the poor subject a rash!
There was a brave girl of Connecticut Who flagged the express with her peticut, Which her elders defined As presence of mind, But deplorable absence of ecticut.
A pompous old snoot did opine, "You must match the meat with the wine." A man, young and smirky Quizzed the snoot re: beef jerky. And the snoot, with the man, would not dine.
He stood, as if a man stricken When he saw the 500 pound chicken The bird's giant size In its legs and its thighs Made him glad the thing wasn't kickin'.