I spend half an hour searching
for
my glasses beside the bed
Only
to discover find that they
were
on the top of my head
I spend half an hour searching
for
my glasses beside the bed
Only
to discover find that they
were
on the top of my head
Something has happened
That
I don’t think is nice
Because
my poetic license
Has
been revoked, Twice
In
their great dominion
And
the favourite delicacy
Among
them is pickled minions
I Googled my symptoms
As I had an irritated eye
And found Conjunctivitis.com
That’s a site for sore eyes
My granddad has
The heart of a Lion
And a lifetime ban
From Woburn
Why did the chicken go to the séance?
Rather
than stay where he resides
The
reason he went to the séance
Was
so he could reach the other side
My cross eyed teacher was dismissed
The
governors have no scruples
They
said it wasn’t her disability
But that she
couldn't control her pupils