You have a really dazzling smile
But teeth
shouldn’t be that white
Is it
because you run them thru
The
dishwasher at night
You have a really dazzling smile
But teeth
shouldn’t be that white
Is it
because you run them thru
The
dishwasher at night
She was an old lonely widow
Oft
overlooked to be fare
When an
elderly friend
Saw her
standing there
And walked
up behind her
And got his
hands on her pair
“Guess who?”
The old man said
She replied
“I don’t care”
My wife suddenly announced
“I’ve
decided to become a rambler”
Now was
that walking or talking
An even
money bet for a gambler
My wife has women’s intuition
So
well-tuned is her technique
That she
knows I’m wrong
Even before
I manage to speak
“These aren’t wrinkles” she said
“They’re
laughter lines honey”
I said “I didn’t
hear the joke,
But it must
have been really funny”
His moustache was so untidy
It was
quite difficult to see
Exactly
where it grows,
On his lip
or from his nose
Thirty days hath September,
April, June and November;
But the
rest of the rhyme