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Pea and Honey Recipes
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I Eat My Peas With Honey
And tales of derring-do.
Four lines, they can be rhyming
(That's Glow Worms to me and you).
Ending line is as usual.
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I wish an anaconda could
Wear a feather boa
On the catwalk it would slither
With aplomb but ever slower
The mamba is a placid soul
(Invoking the Nash convention. Ogden Nash, that is.)
Whose gentle toxic bite
Will send you into ga-ga land
See one and take fright.
I wish I were in Kathmandu
Chug-a-lugging Gorkha beer
Climb a mountain? - no can do
I think I'll stay right here
When I once rode through Peckham
As a Spice Girls groupie
I thought that David Beckham
Was local slang for loopy.
I wish I were a pelican
A crossing's what I'd be
Not Zebra or pedestrian
Or Julia Roberts' brief for me
My y-fronts are the stretchy ones
Because I'm big down there
My feet are almost size eighteen Chalky - back on form, missus?!!
But them - my wife don't care
The hippo favours boxer shorts
So warm savannah breezes (unfinished sentence alert)
May aerate sundry nether parts
Which cures all known diseases.
The alligator's cheerful grin
Belies its fearsome chomp
Therefore, don't put fingers in
Unless that is your wont Making the best of irach's challenging rhyme
I wish I could have easy rhymes [Software]...how about "swamp...or stomp... or romp... or pomp"?
Like "me", "my", or "nasturtium"
And not have "alcohol" or "Thirsk"
Or Moses' firstborn, Gershom.
(Raak) .....who played in goal for Walton and Hersham. Good on crosses.
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