I’m on the straight and narrow as I follow down this path Heading to the vet right now to give my dog a bath This always is a challenge since my doggie growls lots But if I fail to do this chore his skin will get hot spots I wish the place was vacant like at night when no ones there I breathe a sigh of relief and try to fix my hair The fact I try concealing is slapstick to some folks But building up a facade is like mountains with no slopes I vicariously will cover regrets with a mock cape Even though my ideas do not have a certain shape I ask to use the toilet to erase my sweaty pits Happy that they use a vent, while doggie waits and sits This all sounds like a comedy with a genius who is stuck I wish my body held its heat I really have no luck But without obstructing further we head to the front door Until I hear the barking, doggie’s sniffing at the floor There is a tiny item hiding firmly by the wall Is that a mouse or hamster? I think it is a vole I tell doggie to leave it, they deserve the chance to live After this I head back home, doggie’s bath I did not give.
A mermaid and a tortoise were outside for a ride Looking for a taxi cab and driver as their guide Feeling taxed and achy because of his big shell The timid tortoise trailed behind the girl he knew so well. They knew of their commitments and opted for advice On the most pervasive spot to get a drink that’s nice The mermaid had a problem with loans she had to date She wasn’t giving money, all repayments would be late The tortoise was a writer who made just a few bucks And retorted with an angry sigh as he saw the food trucks He had more than his share of cash and wanted to dine out The taxi man should have asked, but had seen the two with doubt Now that they had stopped down here the pair just couldn’t wait They ran from the old taxi cab, got their food and then they ate.
In a happy, little synagogue tucked up in the hills there was a sugar-glider who mostly swam for thrills He didn’t have the webbed feet like ducks and other birds Soon he was just paddling no need for excess words. He later went to Rabbi on a whim to seek a task He wanted the whole testament, a bit afraid to ask He knew he needed parchment to write down all the words He understood it’s length was long, timing was absurd! Nothing now could hinder him from learning his new faith He didn’t seekapproval so he waited ’til the eighth For on this very special day the glider could perform Surprising the old Rabbi as if swimming was the norm He came to him quite slimy, his fur was feeling damp But Rabbi said he loved the show, turning on his lamp. What the Rabbi saw just then really made him blush ‘Cause Sugar-glider forgot his pants as he had tried to rush!
In an old dirt barn on an old broke ranch a rhino chewed an olive branch The branch broke off and he’s upset Killing trees causes him much regret But in the zoo he’s safe and sound Raised up off the muddy ground In a ratty, broke, ramshackled shed It looks like Farmer Brown is dead!
The quagga went a walking on plains that burnished brown Quarrelsome and quirky loving nothing that he found In the quarters for the animals he stays to take a rest He queries an old zebra who really looks the best. But this got old much too fast So on his way he went He hoped that when he found his love She’d scream he was a gent!
Place – playground Emotion – passion Adjective – perky Verb – pacify My animal – puffin
I’m not sure if I am supposed to but I always pick my own words…So here they are…
Place – Palace Emotion – pissed Adjective – pitiful Verb – placate My animal – Porcupine
The Poopy Porcupine
Little Mr. Porcupine was out on his first date He wanted to get flowers but he thought that he’d be late He drove up to the palace to find his pretty lass But he looked somewhat pitiful, with poo all on his ass The lady he had picked up tried to placate this young lad But he was super pissed by then, the date was going bad. He left her by the washroom while he cleaned up the bad mess And when the date was over she said she’d liked him none the less.
My words: place – monastery, emotion – mad, adjective – magnificent, verb – met, animal – mole
A mole in a hole is a normal event but a rodent who prays is not I met a magnificent mole today and oh, what a shock I got! She lives all alone in a bedroom for one in a monastery up on a hill She never gets mad and has lots of friends And cools pies on her small window sill.
Before I could make a colossal mistake I went to my laboratory wondering just what to make I thought of achievements and those of my kids I looked for recognition in everything they did. Listlessly sitting under long bright white lights a milestone reminded me of a time of a fright A leopard had lumbered its way in my head A display of lactation while I lay in my bed Sort of a nuance the vision soon cleared and I realized my daughter was where I most feared. Alone in the kitchen with only the cats Lapping up milk and softly giving them pats I leapt out of bed and threw on my clothes Reminded I thankfully washed the floor, I suppose. Forgetting the mess and only laughter ensued Thought my jovial reputation was what I couldn’t out-do
In a land so far from me a place called Krakow holds my roots A knockout lady keen on men Her lover wearing army boots He keeps her safe and loves her much Their world will surely shift When Hitler comes to get them all and Kiwi birds are silly gifts.
My words: Place – jail Emotion – jealous Adjective – jovial Verb – jam My animal – Jackdaw
Being in a state of stress the Jackdaw was a jealous mess He landed his own self in jail when jamming dirt onto that snail But little did he know back then That shells are filled with lil’ snail men And when you push the dirt up tight They put up quite a nasty fight ‘Cause that’s their home and they won’t go They’ll chase you out, although they’re slow So leave the shells right on the beach This is a lesson I’m proud to teach Someday I’ll be a jovial bird Don’t let my story go unheard!