From jail the restauranteer sprung us
(His sister-in-law was among us)
Then we had a great feast
Of his best Gyro beast
With a bit of Crimini fungus
Acid reflux
From jail the restauranteer sprung us
(His sister-in-law was among us)
Then we had a great feast
Of his best Gyro beast
With a bit of Crimini fungus
Acid reflux
There's nothing like a simile.
I am feeling a little distressed
I've been having this pain in my chest.
It gets worser at night
And I think that I might
Have to burp or throw up. I can't rest.
Next: contest
One morning on "Man vs. Food"
Adam Richman was not in the mood.
Still, he tried to eat
5 or 6 pounds of meat
When he couldn't he was roundly booed.
Insurance
....from my Android.....
There's nothing like a simile.
An android at home is a waste
as when sampling the anchovy paste
the effect on its copper
though perfectly proper
is certainly not to its taste
A man in possession of a wooden spoon must be in want of a pot to stir.
We are speed dating. Here is the plan:
Meet as many new gals as you can
And then quickly decide
If there's secrets they hide.
Like for instance, right there... that's a man.
new: canned food
When opening a large can of prunes
use the stones for casting the runes
if you have predilictions
for making predictions
you'll find them far better than spoons
Next: Hetrosexual campanology
A man in possession of a wooden spoon must be in want of a pot to stir.
A man and a woman do well
To make one another feel swell.
She's cute, he is dapper
And has a big clapper:
All night long, she is ringing his bell.
next: 7up
If the uncola didn't exist
There'd be no "Sierra Mist"
Yes you heard that right
There would, too, be no "Sprite"
or the generics like "Lemon Lime Twist"
white glue
There's nothing like a simile.
It was broken. I thought that I might glue
It together but don't have the right glue.
I need rubber cement.
But don't know where it went.
Guess I'll just have to use this here white glue.
Next: lost keys
On opening the door to the cellar,
I found there a little green fella
He dangled some keys
That belonged to my bees
Then that small thieving man just said 'Stellar!'
Next: Buttonhole
Last edited by Elidor; 08-27-2012 at 01:31 PM.
My button-hole's sporting a rose
and it's almost as red as my nose
but it makes me look dashing
when I spend the day splashing
the grass with a P V C hose
Next word: Blushing
A man in possession of a wooden spoon must be in want of a pot to stir.
The bandicoot tends to believe,
That to blush is to lie and deceive,
So he'd rather go blue,
or a pale purplish hue,
Than see damning red spots on his sleeve.
Next: Fallacy
To say Nero played fiddle's not true;
There were no violins that he knew.
They were not yet invented,
So if you're presented
With this "fact" then it comes from a lyre.
Next: teriyaki
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