The Rhyming game

Oh My God, lost a toe !!
Here let me help,
I think I can sew.

HE HE HA HA you make me laugh,
Can the cotton be blue, it will match my car?

 

You lost a toe? That is a terrible blow.
However it could have been worse, you could have been eating Knock worst.

I hear that doctor Horrible was called. Is it true that you are now bald?
Bald is beautiful I'm told, however I hear that ones head gets cold.
Oh well perhaps your hair will come in fast, if not you can always use that collected grass.

Thanks
wildman

 

I'm afraid the cotton is by now
a bit rotten.
I have plastic yarn that should help,
just try not like a pup to yelp !

 

I even got some up my ****

 

I'll close my eyes and hold my breath,
I look at my toes and count to ten...um....nine,
If you help me out,
It would be sublime!

 

I'll try my best to be your nurse,
I even carry shots right in my purse,
if you need some for your pain,
you will not loose,
but only your toe back, you'll gain.

 

Who would have thought this would happen,
A simple drink, in simple fashion.

What if we were to sewe it on,
My head, you know upon my scon,
Do you think it would look funny?
Like a one eared Easter Bunny?

 

One pitfall can lead to another,
from now on drink in bed undercover.
So you're not prone for funky twists,
I'd write this down on your To-Do- Lists.

 

One pitfall can lead to another,
from now on drink in bed undercover.
So you're not prone for funky twists,
I'd write this down on your To-Do- Lists.

Have you tried that? to drink in bed?
A real good spot for a spinning head

 

I surely know what you mean,
by doing so and vomiting, can make you very lean.
But it's better than loosing a toe,
you wouldn't want to walk forever slow.

 

I surely know what you mean,
by doing so and vomiting, can make you very lean.
But it's better than loosing a toe,
you wouldn't want to walk forever slow.

As a lean mean fighting machine,
Losing a toe sounds obscene,

If I was to stop and linger,
I'd probably end up LOSING A FINGER!
And that see Nat would not be good,
'cause I never really hoped I would.

 

If I was to stop and linger,
I'd probably end up LOSING A FINGER!
And that see Nat would not be good,
'cause I never really hoped I would

Losing a finger,would be bad indeed
For awhile your meals,we'd have to feed
Wait on you hand and foot,every day
Well even cards ,you couldnt even play

 

Feed him like a baby he'd probably enjoy,
So let's not be whimpy or even coy,
get out the shovel
while he reads a good romance novel
and mouth-feed him some healthy lime,
he'll be up and running again, in no time !

 

I don't want to see you loose a finger nor a toe.
Not having your post would be a no no.

I would offer to put them back on using a square knot.
But stay on? Most likely not!
I would use super glue. But then others would say I'm stuck on you.
Best let a surgeon do the job. I don't think you would look good with just two
knobs.

thanks
wildman

 

I would offer to put them back on using a square knot.
But stay on? Most likely not!
I would use super glue. But then others would say I'm stuck on you.
Best let a surgeon do the job. I don't think you would look good with just two
knobs.

The surgeon will fix you good as new
Then you'll have no reason to be blue
You will have to be more careful now
But for the time being rest awhile

 

This Poems really got some clout,
A nasty injury theres no doubt,
The problem here that's come about,
How can you 'Get your Finger out'...



Cochise,

 

Finger off or finger out,
that's the question, no doubt.
And all this ryming with that extra pep and slang,
makes me want to use my head against something to go bang !

 

Finger off or finger out,
that's the question, no doubt.
And all this ryming with that extra pep and slang,
makes me want to use my head against something to go bang !

A finger out? you'll hitch a ride,
Better then that bloody slide,
Not to fear I'm good today,
Who wants to go outside and play?

 

Hitch a fast ride is a must,
let's leave behind us some dirty dust,
and go somewhere nice and kick off shoes,
today I don't suffer from the blues !

 

Hitch a fast ride is a must,
let's leave behind us some dirty dust,
and go somewhere nice and kick off shoes,
today I don't suffer from the blues !

Now were talkin', that sounds beaut!
A trail of dirt, and two pairs of boots,
We'll play fast music, and rip and tear,
Get ourselves far 'outta here!!

 

Yes, up to the mountains where noone complains,
music playin' loudly and FREEDOM remains !

 

Yes, up to the mountains where noone complains,
music playin' loudly and FREEDOM remains !

The only complaints which we might feel,
Will only come from a passing squirrel,
Maybe we can teach it a dance,
He might find a new romance.

 

If we were to teach it a dance,
then we should claim it our pet and name him Lance.
But if he finds a Date,
we have to hurry,
I wouldn't want him to be there late,
he'd be cute, and so soft and furry.

 

If we were to teach it a dance,
then we should claim it our pet and name him Lance.
But if he finds a Date,
we have to hurry,
I wouldn't want him to be there late,
he'd be cute, and so soft and furry.

LANCE!!

How would he learn to do all this?
This furry friend of ours,
Maybe if we use some cheese,
He'll hang around for hours.

 

Do you think he'd like too some
pretty flowers ?