Limerick

There once was a man called Carew
who lost one or more of his shoe;
he's been barefoot since then
for all toes up to ten
which left his pedicurist sad and blue.

Walking With Soup (Kaye and Ess, part 3)

Slither in boo-bop down the street
in their five-toed canvas-covered feet
it was lovelys, Kaye & Ess to share
a cup of minestrone Pete-

-a bread to dunkinto the broth
it's making eaches pieces soft
this drizzly noon atop Mount Claire
they've spotted discarded pieces of cloth

The 'strone having long since past
they snack upon a bowl of bass
spoon-in-spoon Kaye and Ess leave bare
the seafood-spotted cauldron's mass

Strolling 'pon their final spot
(a soup trade show, said the atlas dot)
Kaye and Ess could only stare:
'twas Souperman stirring the noodle pot.

Limerick

Once lived a big 'ole fat rabbit
who heckled Mr. Abbot in his hammock,
night and day
from August to May
that fat rabbit pestered poor Joe Abbot.

Lily & Gustavo

There was a young maiden of the Brit,
teeth split and she drank a harmful bit;
the alkey would slide
down her throat open wide
and poor Lily, she just wouldn't quit.

So one day a man called Gustavo,
trollied morningtime to her grotto;
he declared on his face
a stoppage to this waste!
But instead wound up, too, blind and blotto.

Limerick

There was a plump man on a rail
whose pep had retired and set sail;
his orange, plaid pants,
they were chockfull of fire ants
that plump little man we called Dale.

Limerick

There was an old man whose feet
resembled the rump of a sheep;
he had paid many pounds,
so they'd look like a clown's
and now he has much bigger feet