I love to have fun.
They like to call me energizer bunny.
Because of my red hair?
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
preposterous Patty
a hit at dinner parties
we all wanted to sit next to her
but no one wanted to date her
she had been abducted by aliens
captured by Indians and pirates
Had seen Never-never-land
her life was one adventure after another
And she never paid for a meal
even though he never had a date
Flippin patties, fresh and hot,
SpongeBob’s grill is the best spot.
The secret formula, a secret so tight,
Makes the Krabby Patty just right!
Flippin’ fast with perfect skill,
Each patty cooked with extra thrill.
He loves his job, he’s full of cheer,
But he’s messy, and sometimes weird.
With cheese and buns, he’s set to go,
Serving up patties with a big hello!
Bikini Bottom knows his name,
SpongeBob’s patties bring him fame!
With every flip and every bite,
They bring us joy from day to night!
They got this weird thing going on.
They have tthese parties and serve steaks. They save the bones and dry them out and even smoke them. They mix ground meat and pack it around the bone, and then do the same with the ground fat.
I tasted it: it was good but I was told not to encourage this sorta behavior.
They get all excited about the event and make jokes about being so poor that you'd recycle Steak bones and pack them with meat. I heard one guy say: that his father told him when he goes to the store withhis mother, see if she's buying streaks or recyling the bones.He said that once she wanted to go buy a new bag, but didn't have enough money. So she took the money and bought cheaper ground meats and packed the bones and feed the family at 7 p.m. after the sun went down in a nearly lighted room, so they wouldn't notce the difference. Said his Dad was beered up and didn't complain.
Neigh Vader Dinner Show
Bonzo Gonzo!
The Atrractive malo
nd Groupie Bit!
The par ttime String arranger
with a very popular Orchestra.
"She loseted interest in Me"
by Swoogie Soup-Pals
As you paint your songs with colours divine
And words you so assiduously mined
You leave me standing breathlessly behind
Your visceral emotion hypnotically opined.
Mesmerising destructive bewitching my soul
Wreckingly angelic your voice takes its toll
And leaves me in wonder at feelings you extoll
And tears into pieces the form that once was whole
Just wrap me in your exquisite tones tonight...
I'm writing this long letter
to a mysterious stranger,
I'm staring at her beautiful picture
with some tingling sense of rapture!
Patty lives in Bloomington, Indiana;
it's such a lovely town, not like Elmira
where homeless people roam and sleep
on sidewalks and apartments are cheap!
We've never met and exchanged glances,
I can imagine when that actually happens;
our warm hands won't keep from touching,
our joy can surely be expressed in feeling!
Patty lives in Bloomington, Indiana
it's hundreds of miles away and Diana
can't wait to move there with Danny,
they both adore their new-born baby!
I'm a city rambler and I'm used to people's jeers,
and moving fast I tread on the wide city streets;
silence drives me nuts, noises is what I crave:
it's good for the solitary guy hiding in the cave!
Patty lives in Bloominghton, Indiana;
all I have is this photo and a single wish
that she might write back and not swish
this silly dream whenever I lie to Sara!
Sister Mary Margaret O'Malley
Worked the parish of Tin Pan Alley
The whole clergy was rocked
When the priest was defrocked
He got caught in her hidden valley
Patty Lou said hello, I am cuckoo
then she giggled like it was a joke
I did not know what to make of her
my strategy was to avoid her
but we were on a bus trip
one night we were the only ones awake
we had a lovely chat for hours
my husband says I am nutty, she said.
I think you are pretty well-balanced I told her.
but she insisted she was a brainless airhead.
Her husband woke up and patted her hand.
He had a huge smile, I guess they liked thinking that.
i took a poop into a green pot
and planted plenty of seed
i then nurture it with my love
And sprinkled in with my pee
i christened it Patty by name
and then presto poopo
Patty a cloned christian pine tree
B follows A
And C proceeds D
It's a formula older than time
The lowest sink of
debauchery to the ilks
Of a sort seem sublime
A pail full of
Crabs
Will stay to the brim
Each holding the
Other
In place
That none should struggle
Perchance to escape
the fate some have
Chosen to face
As the pails contents
Scramble and roil
And the water before them
Comes to a boil
They gleefully chortle
To this hope that is mine
Don't be afraid the water is fine
St. Patty's Day Trick
I ran to find the hidden gold -
The legend of the rainy bow.
I thought I’d be rich,
But the whole thing’s a trick!
I got nothing but tired and old.
Witchy Patty’s bulbous nose smelled smoked toad and horse livers.
Anticipating their sweet taste gave her the salivating quivers.
If they had bat’s tongue and owl’s beak she knew she’d get the shivers.
This insanely tasty fragrance was wafting up the entire length of Six Rivers.
As she flew her broom over the woods she got a quick peep
Of her craziest most unrelated cousins riding red and brown sheep.
She got so excited she gave a giant whoop and a giant airborne leap,
Falling off her broomstick, and landing next to them in a crumpled heap.
Her cousins raced toward her cackling; it was hilarious at first.
One of them honked her by her nose; another stole her pink clasped purse.
Little LuLu Witch was the first to finally begin hollering for an ER nurse.
They had actually filed Witchy Patty’s death. Frankly, there is nothing worse.
New young female doctor introduces self
Hi. I am Natalie.
I do love a female so I relax.
I am highly suspect of a male doctor.
Who would want to go where no one ever wants to go
To see what no man in his right man would ever want to see
except maybe in a delivery room if they were the daddy.
I place my feet in the stirrups
Waiting for the pinch
Written By: D. Collins 12/19/18
Patty-cake, Patty-cake, baker's man.
Things didn't happen the way you planned.
Now the subject of investigations galore.
Soon, Mueller will be knocking at your door.
Patty-cake, Patty-cake, it does not look good.
You'd take it all back, if you thought you could.
Mr. "High I.Q." isn't very smart at all.
Rikers Island will be your new "Border Wall".
Patty-cake, Patty-cake, this is not "Fake News".
Justice is coming after all of your crew.
Your offshore accounts will soon come to light.
And, there'll be nothing left for your current wife.
What Nixon did cannot compare to you.
You'll sport a custom-tailored orange jumpsuit.
Jared, Ivanka, and Junior won't be far behind.
Then, America will be great, one more time.
"Porcelain Patty" is as white as a dish
With the sexiest body a man could wish
A real treat to cuddle
(She sleeps on the puddle)
But shrieks to High Heaven when two bodies squish!
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