Scotty

I'm a poet but ewe didn't know it
The best way to rhyme is while being a mime.
First I stand up and yell in a silent display
Then I unload my magum with a crazy array
Once finished with that I take off my hat and I act like I'm begging for my twinner of leggings to stop hanging his shorts on the fan cuz soon he'll be crying as he soon will be banned.


Look at my LEGGS
They're rough spindly peggs

Lary Ellis (Top)

Scotty....you really need to stop licking those toads

FiverBob

That's not all he is licking.......................................

Scotty

But?
I like toads I find in
Ruts.
I lick the toads I find on the roads
I lick the toads I find in abodes
Shucks
You guys are all
Nuts

FiverBob

We may be nuts, but you are a coot. craze coot. I like nuts - - they are good for you. I think you are a nut too - - - guess that is why I like you. Shucks, now I am getting sentimental and stuff. Stop it. ...........................

Putting on the coffee and ph00 but didn't have time to go get yummies. ................

Back outside and finishing up the front of the house. Horrors, three more sides. OHHHHH, my aching back.

Chrisreyn

Scotty displays his poetic wit
About a passion for covering toads with his spit
Stop, please stop! We vehemently beg,
As he and Top strut out their LEGGS.
A new dsy has sprung and we blearily rise
As the morning demands that we open our eyes
Mas Tequila last night left an ache in my head
Oh how I wish I could just stay in bed

Scotty

BobbyDependable I care about ewe.
I'll even make you my very best phoo.


Tequila can kill ya but wow does it hurt when u wake in the morning halfway thru your work.

Your boss had enough of your constant no shows and calls you to his office and he says no more, you go!


That's the time to reply that it's not like you died
You simply imbibed enough to make you and wife cry.

My wee Legged twin has stood up in his pins
Only to realize he's missing his shins.
As he falls to the floor with his parts missing peggs
He yells to the roof tops
WHO TOOK MY LEGGS!?!?

Chrisreyn

I drink my Tequila straight up, with no ice
A wee bit of salt's all it needs to be nice.
Served with some tacos or any Mexican dish,
Makes for a meal just as nice as you'd wish
A bottle from Jaurez with an elk on the label,
Soon had THE BOSS slumped out under the table
I kept on imbibing, my tumbler in hand
And knew not a problem till I tried to stand!
My LEGGS were not working and so, just like Top
Down to the floor on my face I did flop!
I made it upstairs and fell into bed and now I am crying
" Oh my poor achy head!"
A lesson I reckon, which we all learn
Don't drink to the bottom and shake hands with the worm!'

Disclaimer: THE BOSS and I , whole enjoying a Tequila now and then
are smart enough to drink responsibly and fid not actuslly kill a bottle of Reingeld last night..
Just made a nice rhyme

Scotty

That worm has a slime that helps with the rhyme when the time for the line has not got its right shine.
So I'll move onto my beer that I'll drink with some steer and I'll watch my fave team and give out a cheer.
While Lary the Legged sits up on his stoop, I hear a loud noise and I think he did p**p.

FiverBob

There ya go again, getting all funny - - - make me blush.......

YOu guys and your rhyming have my head wamming. OUCH!!! (and it ain't no tequila yuk.)

YAY - - - the front of the house is done. ........................celebrate...... ....................

Only three more to go.

Chrisreyn

Bobby complains thst he's more weeds to pull
And claims that by ryhming ,we're acting the fool !
I've naught else to do, don't you understand?
I sit here all day with time on my hands

sherod

Home sick today. It seems my coworkers like me enough to share the bug going around. Glad I stocked up on the "paper" supplies earlier this week.

Waiting on storms to roll through. Right now, gusts to 40. If we get some thunder, I think I'll lay on the couch and enjoy listening........

Scotty

Sherod Sherod is starting to nod.
A loud clap of thunder and you're bound to unclog.
Stay close to the lieu so that wild mean virus can fall out of ewe.

I'm feeling this pooetry is getting a bit lame.
I'll have to sit down and play a new game.

Chrisreyn

Scottu, try this:
Sherod is ill and sleeping is a blunder
When startled he is by a loud crash of thunder!
His bowels are jarred free by his abrupt awakening
A dash to the loo he now must be making!
Will he get there in time? He's hoping he might,
He waddles vigorously, butt cheeks clenched tight
He plops on the stool and let's out a groan
And vows no more ftom his throne will he roam ....


Is that what ya meant ??

Lary Ellis (Top)

That was the crappiest poetry I ever saw