That he planned his funeral is factual
And being a prankster quite actual
He prerecorded his voice
So when we kneeled on the joist
He said, "Hi there! Don't I look natural."
The arms of the willow started to sway
and this curious glow rippled my way.
While flirting with my feet,
nature played a song so sweet.
The lake our dance floor 'til the sun's first ray.
the weather outside is cold
and without someone to hold
the nights are long
i sing this song
i feel like i am old
There's a gal known as Karma; she'll charm ya,
and folks, I don't want to alarm ya,
but do somebody wrong,
and you'll sing a sad song
'cause she'll hunt ya down; then she'll harm ya!
April 29, 2018
I met a lovely lady and her name was Pretty,
I wanted her badly so I had to be witty,
She now resides in my mind,
Our lives forever entwined,
Now the song in my heart is this here little ditty.
More of my agony I will prolong,
Which seems to be same old song;
And what I did was always wrong.
Like the sun after a summer rain
Like the sweet song of a robin's refrain
A Mozart concerto
A mellow cello
A gentle touch that sets your heart aflame
Watched Bette Midler singing “Wind Beneath My Wings”
Brought a tear to my eye, such an emotional tugging on my heartstrings
Like only Bette can do
A love song so touching, so true
Her smile exudes warmth and passion as she sings
My God your road seems so long;
What I did do is sing Him a song;
He will bless;
In Your arms know that I belong.
There was an old man on a cart,
Acquaintances knew him as Bart,
As he only ate beans,
He inflated his jeans,
And smelt of a permanent fart…
Inspired by She’s Like the Wind (which I misheard as She’s Got the Wind, lol)
For Giorgio’s A Song Inspires a Poem contest
Once there was a handsome guy called Jack,
wedded a beauty named Jill, dressed in sack.
they went up the hill
to have a night of hell.
Bloody this Jack and Jill song rhymes fake!
RAMADAN is making song
As we waiting so long
So the joy is every where
smile on every face no tear
So the Eid what we wait and long
When traveling among the throng
His thoughts have too often gone wrong
Of the opposite sex
Have the devil stomping his prong
Said a bee to a bird , we can't fail ,
With your sweet sexy song , bang-in-scale
When I'm lovin' you..please
Don't fart , belch or sneeze
'Cause there might be a sting in the tail
Silly Willy with a worm
Had a pocket that would squirm
A Silly Willy was this boy
His pocket worm brought him joy
Don't mistake him for a toy
He is handsome and so coy
Silly Willy's naughty worm
Growing bigger makes girls squirm~
Who is the Boss - Same old song?
I'll yield since you're very headstrong
It'll be quite a blow
But just so you know
It'll end in us both being wrong!
Even though "Only the good die young"
A very well known song that's sung
But should it be said
Means less in the head
They wanted death before off the tongue
There once was a zebra from China.
Who liked to sing songs in D minor.
His voice was the rage
When they put him on stage.
He rode out of town a headliner!
For Deborah Guzzi's Limerick II Contest
Boy and His Scooter
The scooter scooted along
As he sang his favorite song.
He hit a big bump,
And took quite a lump,
On the scooter he does not belong!
To sing a song charming and sweet
what I need is handful of wheat,
guess who am I
love that blue sky
not in the Twitter still can tweet!
Placement:9th; (October 2011)
The Royal Dragon, Fluff, was ugly and mean.
Things she did were cruel and obscene.
She was so wrong,
it inspired a song.
"Fluff, the Tragic Dragon, Queen"!
Once there was a man called Alex, the goose
His philosophy “Daddy daddy oh my Daddy” base?
“Don’t, na na” “Don’t na na”
“Don’t na na” “Don’t na na”
Bloody what a song to erase!
Zapholus was once his name
One and alone since the storm
Empty oceans, without claim
Nestled him where he was borne
Octopi then made him strong
Round he grew, and twice as long
Mates he saw on a beach
Attacked a male to them reach
Now you know the sea lion's song
There once was a man most ancient
Who, more often than not, was complacent
He flew through the stars
From Gallifrey to Mars
Protecting we humans most nascent
dusty was the scale, under the bathroom sink
all it needed to work, were two bare feet
and it would tell the tale
and tell the tale true
a bit portly, bending over just to see