Mona from Arizona was quite the nasal moana and bemoana because she hates that arid zona.
Lupe is so loopy because she is so loopsided,
but that doesn’t mean she isn’t a hoopy girl.
There once was a lad named Tad
Who was always more than a tad late with every fad.
When his friends were playing Donkey Kong
He was still pinging over Pong
or when Regional American Cuisine was in fashion
Cheese Fondue his teeth were mashion-
Plus as he was Rock n’ Rollin’ to Nelson’s Travelin’ Man
His contemporaries were groovin’ to Dylan’s Mr. Tambourine Man.
So Tad who is now far from being a lad is sure glad on the Internet nostalgia 24/7 can be had.
There is a blogger named Daisy
Who thinks each of her posts are praisy
So when not everyone likes each and every of her phrasies
Blogging bonkers she goes absolutely crazy
Even if her effort was lazy.
There once was a healthy yet not overly wealthy soccer mom named Flo
Who for a long time was a such a schmo
Because for her brood she bought her food at Whole Foods
Until finally realizing the exorbitant prices she became unglued-
Thus no longer willing to be screwed
She got shrewd and switched to Trader Joe’s.
Bushido the feudal Japanese code of honor
Is another example of cultural male macho bushido.
Ider want to know why so many people are afrider of a spider,
Unless of course they get insider your pants
or besider your head.
There once was a boy named Herbert
Who for dessert daily craved sherbet
But since he was such a messy lad
His manners would lustfully desert him
So much more than a tad always ended up on his shirt.
Be it a crenshaw, casaba, persian, honeydew, cantaloupe or watermelon
These are the fruit I most dwellon.
Yet, not being able to see inside them
Although I do thump ‘em
Never knowing for sure if they are mush or lush
Not wanting to end up sullen
I can only hope that I pick a swellon.
It would be prepoceros to go on an African photo safari
and not try to get a picture of a Rhinoceros.