Today I drive a long, long time
So you’ll have to settle for yesterday’s rhyme
Today I drive a long, long time
So you’ll have to settle for yesterday’s rhyme
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There once was a guy from Scarborough
Who was fair, but not very thorough.
He made food, garnished sparsely
With sage, rosemary, and parsley
But alas, he didn’t take time enough.
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I wonder if goats
Ever look at ghosts
And think
“If not for bad spelling
“That could have been us…”
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There once was a spider in my room
That met a most violent doom.
Other spiders said “Yahoo!
“Let’s all go there too!”
And that’s why my shotgun went boom.
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All that is gold does not glitter;
All that is green does not grow;
But all that is orange and all that is silver
Will not have an easy rhyme though.
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The sky had a sun that was adorning
The sky at five a.m. in the morning.
It was bright and obnoxious
And for some reason I thought this:
“Go down now… this is your last warning.”
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There once was a clock on a wrist
That one day became rather pissed.
It said “Time isn’t real,
“So how does that feel?”
Now it is for sale on Craigslist.
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I coughed on someone
Who got their Covid vaccine.
Why are they worried?
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There are only two types of men
That I have ever met:
The type who name their genitals
And the type who aren’t born yet.
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