Large heels Small meals The life of an actress Long scripts Thin hips

Jessey caught the measels Joey caught the mumps Jane came down with the flu And jacks been in a slump The teacher has gone missing

He was the greatest hero From a time that’s long and passed He cleans the streets to this day Though he now gets easily gassed They found him wondering in a park…

You could get hit by lightning Or run over by a rock Theres so many ways one could go Its rather quite a shock You could get sucked into a vortex

As I walked through the woods I saw a heard of doe, doe, doe But I returned shortly As the ray, ray, rain began to flo… My job you ask me, me, me

Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May

I once met a man Who walked on his hands He’d sit on his head When too tired to stand He’d extend his leg

Tippy Tom liked to drink Tippy Tom would raise a stink Tippy Tom would stumble out Tippy Tom would walk about Tippy Toms gone missing

My friend dared me once To get a hair cut He agreed in return To get punched in the gut I grabbed my scissors

when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there

I let the cat out To explore the yard It scratched at the fence But the fence was to hard It laid about then swallowed

Solomon grumpy Born on a Monday Woke early on Tuesday Stayed up until Wednesday Drove angry on Thursday