There once was a somnolent lemur,
Who, going to bed, broke his femur.
Said the lemur, "It hurts,
But I think I've had worse."
That somnolent optimist lemur.
There once was a girl in a novel,
Who said, "I want out of this hovel."*
Her fortune to seek,
She went off for a week,
And dug up some gold with a shovel.
*there was some debate over whether hovel rhymed with novel or shovel, so I went with both.
There once was a Persian of rank,
Who swallowed as much as he drank.
When one day he choked,
No one helped the poor bloke,
And he died, the boozy old crank.
Bwahahaha! You wrote these?! They're fantastic! Also, you're to be commended for using the word 'somnolent'. :)
ReplyDeleteI think my favorite one (possibly due to the fact that it's the first one I ever committed to memory) is:
There was a young lady who tried,
A diet of apples and died.
The unfortunate miss,
Really perished of this,
Too much cider inside her inside.