There once was a lady from Hyde,
Who ate a green apple and died,
While her lover lamented,
The apple fermented,
and made cider inside her inside.
There once was a lady named Perkins
Who simply doted on Gherkins
They were so nice
She ate too much spice
and pickled her internal workin’s
A sweet-toothed man from DeBreeth
Was sweet-toothed without any teeth.
He said, in my eye,
“Looketh good, that there pie.
Now, could I jutht have one thmall peeth?”
The once was a woman named Pat
Who just ate butter and sat;
She withered away
Until one day
Nothing was left butter fat.
There was a young fellow of Leeds
Who swallowed six packets of seeds.
In a month,silly ass,
He was covered with grass,
And he couldn’t sit down for the weeds.
There was a guy named Willy
Who liked to eat chile,
One day he ate too much,
His stomach went grunch
and made his house a smelly.
There once was a lady names Linda,
Who sat all day by the winda.
Her thoughts set astray
By a nice Cabernet,
While her dinna turned into a cinda.
I once met a man from Alaska,
Who ate only bowls of Pasta,
He went away,
And too his dismay,
They never again make Pasta!!!
There once was a guy named Sam
Who never experienced spam
He gave it a shot
And liked it allot
From then on he disliked ham.
A hungry young fellow named Marvin
Sat dreaming of turkeys and carvin’.
So a lady brought Spam,
But he said, “Thank you, ma’am;
I prefer the alternative: starvin’.”
There one was a man from Peru,
Who dreamed of eating his shoe,
he awoke with a fright,
in the middle of the night,
and found that his dream had come true!
There was a farmer from Leeds,
Who ate six packets of seeds,
It soon came to pass ,
He was covered with grass,
And he couldn’t sit down for the weeds
there once was a guy who ate shrooms
He took them and ate them in rooms
one day he dropped one
then put it on a bun
now when he farts, flowers bloom
I shivered and started to pine
When handed a glass of turpentine
And said, “Sorry, daddy-o,
This goes on the patio,
And does not taste at all like red wine.”
There once was an old guy from Ruit
who wouldn’t eat nothin’ but fruit
he danced with the dog
had tea with a hog
which made most the people eat soup
I remember a fellow named Louie,
Who ate 17 bowls of chop- suey,
When the eighteenth was brought,
He became overwrought,
And we watched as poor Louie went Blooie!!
