One Couple Of Days ago last week,
the two dead men found out they were really meek.
The blind woman has learned how to knit,
she loves to knit shoes for her bunny outfit.
The deaf policeman is now off the force,
he loves being a twenty-six hour DJ in the mall concourse.
The two dead boys love to play lively pranks,
like driving down main street in their big red tanks.
Your Majesty's Outfit
If:
YOU
Are Proud Of It...
YOU
Did It Wrong!
-Gray Squirrel
06-11-2025
Does this outfit make me look fat? The crocodile asked the saleslady.
A bull-speaker, gusher and a compliment-er was, this lying gal, Sady.
You look marvelous, she said, I love the polka dots, stripes and plaid.
The crocodile strutted around the three-way mirror, pompously glad.
Summer here we come!
I love the impropriety
Pastel, fun, outfit.
Outfit of the day
Short, t-shirt with sunglasses
For typical girl.
Teddy looked sad, forlorn cold and bare
Sat on the bed with nothing to wear
So aunty got out her knitting pins
To knit Teddy some warm cosy things.
First came a jumper in shades of blue
Then some trousers, the same colour too
Also a scarf, a hat and some mitts
To please Pip, her young nephew that is.
Aunty knitted all day and all night
To please her Pip in the morning light
And to delight his Teddy bear too
They mean the world to her do those two.
Teddy looked dapper in his outfit
Pip was thrilled and gave aunty a kiss
Teddy thanked her with a cheeky wink
Aunty blushed, but she was tickled pink.
The man is wearing a yellow shirt,
And some blue pants with like a million pockets,
In each of his pockets he keeps 50 straws,
And on his chest their hides a wooden drawer,
He wears a weird pink top-hat,
In which he hides a dancing banana,
for a snack,
His shoes are made of wood and metal,
In which he hides a tea kettle,
When he walks their will be a sound of rattle,
It's his keys, that he stores in his handkerchief's door,
And in the handkerchief he hides the city of Seattle, and even more,
On his butt, their sticks a wooden chair,
So he doesn't get tired, going here and there
I would like something snazzy for Christmas the pushy goose said.
A top hat? A goat shirt? A Kansas City Chiefs jersey in glorious red?
Ideas flew from the kitche, the bridge, the outhouse and the shed.
I would be satisfied with an earring with a photo of you, Uncle Fred.
would be weird said Fred, how 'bout blue jeans with a patch of a sled?
or a dress made of Christmas snowmen or warm christmas tree bread.
What about red bow? Woulld this doe? Sure! The pushy goose said.
or a rudolph the reindeer sweatshirt with a nose that glows red?
Wearing her see through outfit was bold
Wind came through that made her butt cold
She called out for heat
That shot through her teeth
What a sight, she looked like a mole
Poets don't dress in clothes,
nor feature fancy costumes
they wear fantasies
The man sashay’s in wearing red
Looked like he was ready for bed
People stared and gazed
They were really amazed
How his outfit really made him looked dead
Admired tree top adornment enthroned
Assured her grace finds glorious attachment
Nestles plentiful supply of progesterone
Long leapt pirouette enabled summit stature
Twirl of circle skirt adrift with air current
Spun unphased in mist powder snow confetti
Displays liberation, feminine masterment
Ceases to be bludgeoned, poor past indebted
Ever near sentinel halo lambent levitating
Reminds Her Highness maintain intrinsic value
Vision fruition, Eden orchard deliberating
Plum jam rich provisions pickled sweet are due
Christmas brings riches, family fondness
Uplifted spirits hear chime of carolled optimism
December cures long calendar arduous
Decorated angel heralded is spectacularly risen
12th December
- Improve -
SHOPPING WITH HUBBY
It was our son’s Wedding, I had to look good,
My car in for servicing, sick under its hood,
So willingly and heartily hubby volunteered,
To take me to the mall, he came geared,
Two magazines, it didn’t matter how long I took!
Such a kind soul, I could never dream
My darling husband could still wear a beam,
After I’d dragged him, from shop to shop
And exhausted him till he wanted to drop,
What a saint, I had tested him to the extreme!
Of course we went to the best mall around,
Cost or price didn’t matter, eventually I found,
Exactly what I wanted, a little expensive I said,
Never mind love, walked to the cashier and paid,
I’m so pleased, now let’s be homeward bound!
I took his hand and we began to walk out,
Somehow he knew I was on a shopping bout,
We arrived at a shop which I knew rather well,
I was up to something, he could tell,
Darling I said, this outfit will suit you no doubt!
Ready to go trick or treat
Disguised in attire I hit the street
I was the helpful nurse
With medicine to disburse
His eye on me, he fell over his feet
So there he lay, flat on his face
Another medical case
Everyone looked at me
The nurse wanna be
Needless to say I wish for hidden space
So instead of trick or treat
I ended up on a whole different beat
Next to a hospital bed
Having to hold his hand instead
And I didn’t even get a sweet
2nd place
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