Creative rhyming

To taut to be taught, who's for a game of rugger? Naught?
It's brought to be bought, Toadly market stand looming.
 
Frogger Football's Flower shop overtly blooming
Daffodils, Birds of paradise, and Rugbiolas :rolleyes:
 
And just down the boulevard, coming in phases

Jesters and Druids, Sages and Paiges, of various ages

Right out of history, seemingly tranced in Tasmanian dazes
 
Now why, when the follow up could be so sublime

Would a ripper with a rubber come and buff up the slate?
 
This idea has brought forth a tortuous script
Wrapped up and twisted like DNA helix
 
An enigma, the dog whose biscuit he licks

to taste the apostrophe, the great antithesis
 
Although it smelled a lot like bromodrosis

It was limburger cheese and he wouldn't touch it.
 
Collected his dog from the pound with a mutt chit,
escaped from his grasp, before he could clutch, it
Went running away from the noxious cheeses
 
and the poisonous odours that limburger releases
but no man nor mutt can outrun the wind
 
In a corner thy're pinned, though 'twas not they who sinned
Their misery twinned, by the invading odour.
 
And don't forget to bring some frankensence and mir to the roast
And since it's been mentioned, I'd like to bring some attention
to this question: Why was Jesus given a Russian space station?
 
East an west integration, with Asian frustration
Inflation to castration, He makes it to Orbit.
 
which was very much to his annoyance
that his fore-sight remained restricted
 
So now, he wished, to limburger he had not become addicted

For everyone scattered to the four winds, the effluvium chasing
 

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