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The Two Line Poem Game (no word limit)
If you don't wanna get fat you oughter,eat just just watercress and water.
But we know water can't be eaten,If it's all you drink you won't fatten
So drink plenty of milk shakes,use much butter at clam bakes.
And you will get fatten,from LA to Manhattan.
Wave a magic wand and breathe a scent of myrrh,Good golly, dear Preston, you've grown a coat of fur!
I also have a nice set of teeth to crunch my bonesAnd I could do great damage to your "comfort zones".
In my comfort zones I'm less than happy whileEveryone's bouncing around doing it doggy style.
Yep when we swim we do the dog paddle,And and afterwards we do the doggy waddle,
He's without a doggy paddle and up the creekAnd now look at that, the canoe's sprung a leak!
Great drama and all that.I can swim, sorry about the cat.
Never mind, look! Here comes the ferry,Saved again for another day—Tom & Jerry.
Jerry used the ferry to get to the other side.And then from Tom he was able to hide.
They should have divorced years ago,All they do is argue and fight like a dingo.
But then Jerry decided there may yet be hope.As he and Tom began to grope.
Which is usually when Tom runs into a frying pan,flattens his face and leaves Jerry laughing as hard as he can.
Despite that their love is strong and fine.And has truly passed the test of time.
Saying has passed the test of time is cold,because it means they both are old,
But it could mean they're timeless, or perhaps high on peyote,In which case they can run over the cliff like Wile E. Coyote.
His feet keep waling like he's on the ground,Until he notices then Wile E. falls down.
For a long Wile all is quiet, there's not even a peep…And then along comes a roaring fury—MEEP MEEP!
He was just in time to remove a frying pan from Jerry's face.Which just when everything fell into place.
What fell in place looked to Jerry like a bomb,But before it exploded the cat got his claws into Tom.
All this unsurprisingly left Tom feeling tiredUntil little Jerry goosed him and made him wired.
That's when the censors banned the cartoon,So Tom and Jerry sprayed them with spermatozoon.
And we all know that junkMakes you smell like a skunk.
It's just a little wiggly guy who loves to swim,But some folks are so mean they swallow him.
Busy little Mississippi mud-hopper on the make,Going about his business avoiding every snake.
If you're going to make Mississippi pies,Check first to avoid moppets doing guys.
Have a drink, then have a drink, then have another,Don't you pee in the mud moppet soup or I will tell your mother.
You guys are funny. You know that?But some of your rhyming is old hat. :)
>tee-hee<Then take a hike south with a big trucker called Rawlins
who promises faithfully he'll get you to New Awlins
New Awlins, New Awlins here we come.And once there we will get the job done.
"That's the way to do it!" cried Mr. Punch,and lashed out, but Judy had gone to lunch.
Way down yonder in New Oleans,All they eat is rice and red beans.
It's a dangerous town, oh what the eff,Look what happened to the po' boy Jeff.
Y'all have a party they got real pizzazz,Playing that red hot N'Awlins jazz.
So daddy take your sons and join the show,Brother go with brother cuz it's family fun you know.
"Come one, come all, for your family fun,And find ruin in the House of the Rising Sun.
Here you can flirt, flaunt, and rut like camels,Less you took heed of the warning by The Animals.:
Eric had a Burden he could not carry,To make his way he'd walk then tarry.
He'd walk, he crawl and then he'd creep,Into the muck that was knee deep.
That's how low he'd fallen if you're a mother tell your son,Not to live a life of sin and misery in the house of the rising sun.
Eric had picked up his Burden living on the Tyne,craving beer, for there they drank no wine,
Living in a tumbledown house overrun by mice.And then by chance he met keyboardist Alan Price,
And the rest, as they say, is history—The band was a success, no mystery.
Sunsets can be sudden or slow.How today will turn out I don't know.
Well good luck getting in the doorOn Thursdays they close at four.
And remember that buns are fun.But they eventually add to your tum.
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But eating it of course will make me fat.