A cop from Detroit had a tazer
That he hid underneath his blazer.
He was good in a fight
Until one dark night
When he was killed by a guy with a laser.
There once was a man from Currant
Who gave trousers as gifts to his Aunt.
The pants tore in half,
And he ran like a calf,
But in the end he gave only one pant.
There once was a lady from Maying
Who wore yoga pants that were fraying.
To me it did behoove
That I saw the lips move
But I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
The Daily Travesty 