An odd
feathery down-
turn of newfound
dreaded funds was fortu-
nately worth more than what the hated Fur-
ry Rotund Honey Dew knew to be water fronting wooden draft-
y thunder dogs so worn and dandy that the Candy Man alone
could run like Daddy throwing deft redun-
dant forts around as if
the 14th Door
had come
unglued
revealing nothing but a fairy hut with 20 clown head toadies trending up-
ward where
the Theory Runes are read by nude defrauding dry
Mad Dorks who author notes defying the very turf
we've surfed so far today
and further on into the night that not
a single sole can say will end up swell in terms of Old Brown Shoe
repair.
three happy rotund frosty cold snowmen from Goff
decorated in Christmas red, singing their lungs off
We kept walking by and throwing coins at them
They are so eager and happy said my cousin Flem
We were so smitten we decided they should come to dinner
They begged off, suggesting they would like to be thinner
Snowmen can never be too round, I told them so please come
They arrived at six, and started their singing with a hum.
From a rotund sun-hued idol spill commands both warped and wild
And armies rise from echoes of a tantrum thrown by a child
. yep
just it be
az that in thuh space
'bove thuh
cloudz
yep
thuh ether
though not in full
rotund
hern less than weak
peruse uv me
mine eyne
i
hm
yeah no
pray'd
yet
she had me explicate
non placet
shnap
")
Having lived the sedentary lifestyle
for more than quite a while
and hoping it was not too late
I plumped for the thought
of losing weight
as rotund about the middle
I'd become quite stout
joined the gym but couldn't go
so it didn't work out
I heard of a woman whose hubby
was somewhat squat, rotund, and chubby.
The might of his thrust
was rightfully just
overcoming the short and stubby.
The man in the elevator
What an odd man indeed
He looks as if he's about to let out a thunderous sneeze
He taps his feet rapidly like an Irish jig
And his rotund ears are incredibly big
His eyes are wider than a tremendous gorge
And his stomach is almost touching the floor
Oh, the man in the elevator
What an odd man indeed
Unfortunately that odd man in the elevator
Is me
I met my clone on a Tuesday night
She yelped, “Your hair gave me such a fright!”
I replied, “Your wrinkles are a blight.”
Her teeth are more coffee yellow than white.
I doubted she was very bright.
We did not get along, and this is all right.
Her body was rotund, not any way slight.
Meeting her was not out of sight.
I wish I’d had a better Tuesday night.
In English tv shows, people can be thick
In USA the casting director would feel sick
Heavy people stumbling all over the screen
Some rotund and Rubenesque as a giant bean
Look at my belly,
So rotund, full of jelly!
I am in a jam.
their skin is a different color than anyone else’s in the room; a color
reserved for babies. Even toddlers do not have this kind of hue.
they are rotund; they have the fullest tummies. They are unbelievably
stinky when they spirt out their mother’s milk. we call them babies.
babies are puffy
rubenesque and full chubby
squared up and farty
the cat was Rubenesque
He was rotund
He was round
He was stuck up
We thought he was hilarious
He had expensive tastes
Insisted on only the best treats and foods
His wives were not laughing
The caller’s voice resonates in the jovial air,
his elegant moves steer on floor each pair.
Hold her, hook her from the rotund rear,
swing her around in circles with full gear.
Do-si-do and promenade in postures wild,
each step entwining your hearts beguiled.
Swirl around like an eddy in rhythmic flair,
dance to the beat of heart in the square.
Allemande steps you’re to deftly do-si-do,
until music fades from square with no clue.
.
bizarre I say
twixt mine mane
mine digits
twisting
she peeks mine look
hern eyne
plead
i
me
suspended
mine imagine
az the moon
mine see
the rotund
hiz derogatory
fist
mine purgatory
think
pop
He’s got a rutabaga butt, a rutabaga butt.
My cousin has certainly got a rutabaga butt!
Jerry was singing this loudly and proudly, like a clown.
We could hear it coming, going and upside down.
I felt sorry for his cousin though we had never met.
You might hurt his feelings I told Jerry; better stop it.
He kept singing, "he’s got a rutabaga butt, and a giant gut!
My cousin Jed has the world’s larges rutabaga butt."
Horrified now, I insisted on meeting Jerry’s cousin Jed.
He is a rotund guy with diverse coloring and a tiny head.
His body is made of a rutabaga, so the sound now makes sense.
I have not been able to stop singing this silly song ever since.
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