Fun Game 15

You'll strutt with pride

Viral you'll go

your ego will grow

And become a crow.

in a variety show

Pacing to and fro

with your big bro

And his Go Pro!

Sporting a 1970's afro.....

that sounds groovy, bro

hard to maintain tho

Afrosheen makes the glow.....

of curly hair

on a Kodiak bear



~ Bill
~ US Pictures .com

a Grizzly as well

With a funky smell.....

Oh please, do tell!

Can they "bear" it?

They just share it

like a banana split

Now that's a fit

Eating every little bit

Now clothes don't fit

Betting he doesn't sit

Or his pants'll split

To become a kilt

His ego will wilt

His posture will tilt.....

He's struggling with guilt

because there's nowhere to hide

He's disguised as'a bride

Takes it in stride.....

Didn't hurt his pride.

but it wasn't bright

sure was a sight

Especially at night

Didn't look quite right.

and it wasn't polite

So he took flight....

on a stolen kite.

But afraid of height.....

he flew outta sight

Suddenly his stomach growled

so he caught a fowl

Wrapped it in a towel

To warm its bowel.

That poor poor fowl

looks like an owl

With big old eyes.

Like lemon meringue pies

garnished with endive






Funny...notice we always migrate to food?

I want five pies!

They'll attract many flies!

And also some guys!

They are not allies


now you made me think of it, Ronald :-)

but have big eyes

They might prefer fries



(Food again)

and fried chicken thighs

In food it lies






Once again

are'ya talking about wisdom ?

Nah...with wiseguydom

King of sarcastic kingdom......

lives in the Dominion

But that's his opinion.......

Come rain or come shine.

Smelling the salty brine.........


AAAARRRRRRR!!!!!!

( National talk like a pirate day )

really wanting some wine

from the river Rhein

Drinking from a stein......

But still drinking wine!

Older wine is fine......

when harvested in time

Please don't drink slime.

better tea of lime

Or Earl Grey Prime!

Just drop a Dime

On committing a crime........

but don't get caught

Or you'll be sought.

The fight was fought.....

With not a thought.....

About the bloody onslaught......

that was never taught

to those from abroad

Hanging with Uncle Claude......

Though that was odd.

t'was worse with Tod

Tod gave a nod.

They replaced the sod

It smelled like cod.

rotting from the head

certain that it's dead

he went to bed

with his wife, Phread

Phread was well fed.

with fresh garlic bread

and cheese he shreds

He prefers sliced instead.

and spicy ham spread

They're dreaming of food!

You knew they would

'cause it's so good!

And that is understood....

by Little Red Riding-Hood

With teeth made of wood

Eating delicious baked goods........

in different neighbourhoods

On corner I stood.....

with Red Riding Hood

Along river that flood......






( I know it's a stretch, but hey, what can I do??)

near the Pizza Hut

(every bit counts, Daryl Thanks for being there :-)

Where slices were cut

To fill his gut.

Can't keep mouth shut.........




( UUUUMMMMMMMMMM PIZZA )

Oh what a taste

nothing goes to waste

Especially NY pies

Or Chicago deep dish

with lots-o little fish

piled on my dish...

Oh my, I wish

I'd eat this!

We'd eat anything!

Anything that you bring.

Tied up with string

makes me wanna sing

Like Elvis, the King?

with his hip-swing

Or Franky with swing

And his big ring.

a-ding-a-ling

Bling or no bling!

That is the question...

Or a Christmas suggestion

Bring on the indigestion......

and acute sinus congestion

to give you depression

Because of the recession.........

I am flat broke...

That ain't no joke.....

Makes me choke

Ain't got no money either

Hey Ron, me neither!

Cut back on spending

and credit extending

Do more jobbing

Without really robbing

and stop your sobbing...............

Your tears are clogging

It's FREE go jogging

at least go walking

Now you're talking!

While the birds are squawking

and some are mocking

While jaws are locking.

musicians are rocking

So lets start talking......

hope no one's stalking...!

We don't allow knocking

Just some minor mocking.....

While cleaning Anchor Hocking.

wearing nothing but stocking

Oh my, that's shocking!

They,ll catch a cold

so I've been Told

Who'd be so bold?

The one who sold.

guess it was Arnold

the pig or Benedict?

Benedict was a derelict..........

but was he heretic?

he was just pathetic

His personality was magnetic.....

and he looked aesthetic

Needs to use cosmetic.....

His clothes are synthetic

maybe a little prophetic

Feeling a little sympathetic......

gives me a headache

Better have some cake

Sitting by the lake.

I prefer steak

Or maybe a clambake

So what's your take?
Cake, steak or clambake?

I'll take it all!!!

I'll get milk shake

Your milkshake is tall.

I'd drink it all

Just please don't fall.

Getting drunk, I'll crawl......

Straight down the hall

into someone else's bed

To get some "blank"...........

Is your name Hank?

Built like a tank!

Ladies I do thank........

My mind's gone blank!

Bad boy needs spank.....

and cash in'da bank

Cause my cashflow sank......

His money he drank

Then borrowed from Frank.

to place a bet

with swiss franc

Because the Euro sank

He robbed piggy bank

His intentions stank

like a septic tank

Forced to walk the plank

Into the shark tank.....

what a horrible prank

The chum was rank......

got shot point blank

The bullet went clank!

The blood pressure shrank......

Down to the bottom...

Like leaves in Autumn.

Racking is a problem.....

especially in Harlem

while traffic is snarlin'

picking up a darlin'

his name is Marvin

He's tall, lanky &rich

and has a big itch

(- 1 next time)

To go & switch.....

Male-dog for a bitch

Woof, woof, woof, bow-wow...

Sounds like a chow.....

Who's howling now?

It was the cow....

Sorry, that was a sow!

Sounded just like meow.

Exactly like that! WOW!

Now take a bow....

to a full kow·tow

Batman Robin say "POW"......

and later asks How?

Before taking a vow

to drive the snowplow

to clean-up the city

and make it look pretty

(one less next time)

for the citizens committee

They are very witty.

And never take pity

on the hungry kitty

who was itty bitty.

secrets of Walter Mitty

and his fantastic daydreams

of love under moonbeams

His glasses got steamed

His palms were sweaty

When he saw Betty.

His pants he wetty

he looks like yeti

Tangled in spaghetti

With spicy marinara sauce...

------------------------------------
~ Bill
~ US Pictures .com

Looking like a boss






Food again? Lol

Working at a loss

Still trying to floss.

Feeling like he's lost

Teeth are growing moss

Take out & toss........

the moss and floss

at any cost

but keep your teeth

and breathe

Or become 6ft. underneath......

where cold worms wriggle

I prefer Jell-o, wiggles

and watching the jiggles

It makes me giggle.....

little by little

Like eating some skittles.....

While playing the fiddles

While it drizzles

That concert fizzled

and the audience sizzled

They leapt to their feet

And left their seats.....

Sweating in the heat........

lost to the beat

who will they meet?

landing on his feet

There's no-one to greet

to meet their need

To acquire some weed

to accommodate medical need

It's better than speed......

frome the old Swede

With bread he'll knead.....

until knuckles bleed

He's listening to Creed.......

and smoking that weed

Cleaned out the seed.

So he can breed....

A magnificent white steed

that's born to lead....

All decked out, indeed!

feeling free'd

On that we're agreed

Let's toast with Mead

And site the creed

keep smoking that weed!

It makes you dizzy

the soda is fizzy

The buds are Fuzzy

And the workers lazy

the outlook is hazy

the world's going crazy !

where is Mayzie?

Driving Miss Daisy

Sipping Earl Grey Tea

Eyeing a cookie

Let's take a lookie....

She's really a Bookie

If so, she's a rookie

She looks real spooky.

but certainly not kooky

Giving up the nookie....

That's okie doakie

that sounds very "smokey"

Take big hit........ "chockey"



( cough cough )

Now he's slow pokey.

He sounds rather "croaky"...

That ain't no jokey.....

it's rather soapy

And a little dopey....

He ate the hoagie.

Then smoked a stogie....

Thus began his misfortune

Started back in June

Hoping it ends soon.

in a shrill tune

Sung dead-on at noon

after a full moon

Shines directly on a spoon

Bing Crosby did croon....

I prefer Daniel Boone

He's such a loon.....

in a red balloon

looks like a baboon

Climbing up a dune.

While eating a prune.......



( I got the topic back on food. I must be hungry)

he played the bassoon

Looked like a raccoon.

raccoon had a festoon

He watched the cartoon.

Seeking guidance from rune.......

While staring at a loon

under the Harvest Moon

a real buffoon

Beside a new cocoon.

on an old saloon

In a hotair balloon

through the monsoon

In the month'o June

And then July came.

like a hot flame

Wild flame, not tame

Just wasn't the same......

There was no fame.

It's such a shame......

but excuses are lame

They're all the same....

Like it,s a game

Game with no name.

No-one's really to blame

It;s all the same

And that's a shame....

Who is to blame?

For body to mame...

It's all inda name

Of good clean fun

that can't be undone

Fun in the sun.

until we're well-done!

And that's no pun

as sunlight we shun

Into darkness we'll run

We'll think we've won.

When all is done

we'll buy a gun

and shoot fireworks

While we twirl forks

and pull some corks

Have drinks with dorks

and watch for storks

Floating above like corks

Like corks at sea.

Floating is the key

come float with me

and I with thee

for all to see

what will be

behind the tree

We will feel free.

and have some chablis

And some ripened brie

We're no longer hungry!

Let's explore the lea

the scenery is free

and comes with guarantee

To always be pretty.

and witty....and bright

especially beautiful at night

and in the moonlight

It's a wonderful sight

Looks like a kite.

Gaining lots of height

and it's perfectly white

like snow on hills

Or crisp white windmills

visited by the Tills

Pie on window sill....

Writing about food still!

Like lemon-butter with dill?

With milk that's chill.......




( Yes, we're back on food again)

wheat from the mill

Gives me a thrill....

like taking a pill

The pill that'll kill....

now that's no thrill

on bunker hill

there are no frills

Only dentists with drills

They drill then fill.

Then prescribe that pill.....

Then send the bill.

Prices keep going uphill....

Yea boy, that's ill

it's called pill mill

But don't stand still

Show some strong will

eat a pickle dill

Your tastebuds it'll kill

but cure all ill

The woodsman then partied

And partied harty

with drunk Uncle Marty

Who wasn't too smarty......

That big-assed smarty?


(I can write this as to my knowledge there is no uncle Marty in the family, right Jackie?)

He smells kinda farty....

(Mary Ellen....no Uncle Marty....but there was an Uncle Mike....who walked barefoot and bare-arsed through the hills of Kentucky.....blah, blah, blah! Big deal!)

Fart????? Or could be shart????.......




( No Uncle Marty in my family either, but I do have a cousin named Mike )


( Don't think he's the type to walk bare foot or bare- arsed anywhere)

Shart ? Who has no heart ?

(-1 next time)

The heartless one Bart.

That is set apart.......




( Christine, don't tell me you don't know what a shart is. )

visited the mini mart

to buy fine art

(you got me Daryl !! The dictionary doesn't say anything about a 'shart' - except that it could be some kind of movie character.
So what IS a shart?)

Art in shopping cart.....




( A shart is Half $hit & half fart )

it's already falling apart


(no wonder the word 'shart' is nowhere to be found in the dictionary :-)

Return it to Wal-Mart....

Better use a cart








(Google it...it's in the "Urban Dictionary" delicately defined 8-)

That would be smart

to start xmas shopping

Better get hopping

around without stopping

until you are popping

and hog sloppin

While sheep are chomping

and vintners are stomping

Horses hooves are clomping......

And we are romping...

The tree we're chopping.....

while grasshoppers are hopping

And branches we're lopping

With bisquits we're sopping.....


( got us back on food )

the horses.....clip clopping

the floors need mopping

before we go shopping

To town we go.

To see a show.......

in deep white snow

to see snow white

She's flying a kite.....

it's out of site

And it's now night.

She just took flight

Witches, what a fright....

Defeat them with might

She's gained some height

Her jeans may get tight

she's going into the light

No! She just might...

turn around and bite

Her teeth are so white

especially the big fangs

Which could cause pangs

look out for gangs

they have evil plans

to drink lotsa Tang

after the bell rang

Spitting it out, cries 'DANG!'

What did'ya do, Sam ??

Ate green eggs & ham.......

Or was it Spam?

Don't rightly know, ma'am!

With some blackberry jam......




( back on food :-) )

on leg of lamb


(I'm sorry you're getting flooded with these pesky emails, Kathy. I hope FAA will fix the problem PRONTO.)

with a fried clam

And a side of yam.......

Cooked, mashed and sweetened!

the taste hasn't weakened

It can't be beaten.....

By a little heatin'

cause your probably Cheat'n..........lol

Cheat'n on the diet!

So don't try it......




( say try it together & it rhymes even better with diet )

We'll all be quiet....

Don't start a riot.....

Don't riot...buy it!

Is it in'na kit?

A-kit with-alot o'wit

But does it fit?

Too small!!! A bit

The material's a knit

Wool? I better skip

I'd rather dip

I'd rather flip

I'd rather clip

O.k. Let's just snip

walk head up high

Looking at the sky.....

like Johnny Head-In-Air

Without any care

But people will stare.....

if naked and bare

Give you a scare.....

seeing those soiled underware

I have a pare....

isn't that unfair ?

It's really quite rare

seeing a stranger's arse bare.....

Like steak, medium rare...

"Non, non" , said Voltaire

Please, don't you dare!

I dare to bare!

No! You'll everybody scare!

Just don't look there!

Can't help but stare

You will stare where?

Look! A bare bear!

coming from the forest

Is he heading for us?

He's driving a Taurus!

singing with the chorus

His name is Boris.

Will he bore us?

Only if we fuss!

and start to cuss!

And what about Gus?

Call him if ya'must!

But what about trust???????

not to mention, lust!

both are collecting dust

And starting to rust....

We're about to bust!

From the pizza crust....

Sit down! We must

Then we must thrust....

Must trust the thrust!

To the moon or bust!

mus be great crust!!!!

Moon's crust is dust

And I thought 'twas cheese

Green cheese? Oh, Please!

Orange tube you squeeze?

to fight the disease

you catch with ease

Not if you tease!

But if you sneeze

followed by a sneeze

It's such a breeze.....

Knocks'ya to your knees

Pick up your keys.....

and head outta Dodge

Find yourself a lodge

With bottle of scotch...

And a good watch.....

made by Swatch


(Nice to see you again here, Marlene :-)

will it get botched?

Probably just squashed

Dirty so we washed....

What about Sasquatch?

That's who we'll watch!

from atop Smuggler's Notch

send him a swatch

He'll eat that thing