Counting Strikes...
During rush hour
Everyone seems to think that...
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Cheese, I thought...
A thread caught in my eye
as I looked, by and by...
Mid-Day At The Mercado
(To the tune of Midnight at the Oasis...
My old friend was very keen
on rigid flexibility...
Picnics were made for rain
I’ll put it into this ballad...
Nothing reduces
to groveling crybaby...
Are you in a State of Flux?
No,* Mein Schatz, you won’t find it on any of...
From the deep dark earth I plucked the worm red...
Onto the hook attached to line I flicked the pole...
I met a honey of a Bee
She was hovering just above the petals of the...
I once had a headache,
Googled the answer...