Are you a lexophile?
Then stay with me a while
And if witticisms are your style
These will make you smile.
When fish are in schools
They sometimes take debate
And if I could catch a few right now
That would be great.
The professor’s countenance dropped
And he felt like a clown
When he discovered his theory on earthquakes
Was on shaky ground.
Police was called to a nursery
Where a three-year old was resisting a rest,
He tried writing with a broken pencil
But soon realized it was pointless.
He broke into a song
When he couldn’t find the key,
He took his laptop for a run
To jog his memory.
A calendar’s days are numbered
And so are yours,
However, if you need an extension
You won’t find it in stores.
A chicken crossing the road
Is poultry in motion
And as a poet I find,
That’s an intriguing notion.
Don’t pay your exorcist
And you will get repossessed,
Hopefully in marriage
You’ll get a new name and a dress.
You’ll be stuck with your debt
If you can’t budge it,
So was the nun
Who credited her habit.
A bicycle cannot stand alone
Because it is two tired
And women who think like men
Are differently wired.
Time flies like an arrow,
Fruit flies like bananas,
A will is a dead giveaway
From deceased mamas and papas.
The dead batteries were given out
Free of charge,
The escape convict was easily found
Since he was at large.
A thief who stole a calendar
Got only twelve months
But for every single day
He was down in the dumps.
He fell in wet cement
And became a hardened criminal,
Having to chip stone thereafter
Must have been dismal.
Do you know the name
Of King Arthur’s roundest knight?
If you said Sir Cumference,
You are absolutely right.
The guy’s left side was cut off
But he is all right now.
The doctor said he had no doubt
He will manage somehow.
When the fog lifts in Los Angeles
U. C. L. A.
At such times undergraduates
Easily find their way.
A dentist and a manicurist
Fought tooth and nail,
Needless to say, when they finished
It was to no avail.
If you’ve seen one shopping centre
You’ve seen a mall,
When you get a chance to shop
Stop over at my stall.
She had a photographic memory
But it was never developed,
Her brain was like a dark room
She couldn’t read a book.
If you jump off a Paris bridge
You would be in Seine,
Somewhat like Moody River
That a balladeer blamed.
Bakers trade bread recipes
On a knead to know basis,
So, because I prefer brown nuts
It doesn’t mean I am racist.
A comma, I am told,
Is where a reader pauses
But Santa’s helpers
Are subordinate clauses.
A lot of money is tainted:
‘Taint yours, and ‘taint mine,
But a kleptomaniac
Would steal a dime.
A boiled egg is hard to beat
Sweets are a sugary treat,
A profound thought is deep
It’s time I go and eat.
As I leave you, my friend,
I bid you adieu,
If your computer works
Why must you?
Stewart Russell © December 14, 2021
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