Thursday, January 01, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

O'Ryan he's a rich man, O'Ryan he's a laird
O'Ryan is a warrior who says he's never scared
He's two-thirds Anglo-Saxon but he speaks like a Celt
His tumbling locks are flaxen and he wears O'Ryan's belt

8 comments:

quilly said...

Oh, David. This is unbearable.
In fact it's simply terrible.
O'Ryan's belt ain't wearable,
Which proves that you are full of --

Happy New Year!

Kay Dennison said...

LOL Love it!!!! Happy New Year!!!!

jinksy said...

Intriguing alternative version of stargazing... or simply starstruck, perhaps?

Lee said...

LOL Fun rhyme! Loved Quilly's response.

Cheers!

The Texican said...

O'Ryan he's a rich man.
He wears a rich man's kilt.
When the breezes blow cold in the highlands,
it changes the pitch of his lilt.

Happy New Year. Pappy

Moannie said...

Great start to the new year. And folowing on with the fireworks display where the first pic looked like a starburst...what are they called,novas? Something like that; it'll come to be after I've signed off.

Celebration of Life said...

I love your play on words, David!
You are very funny in a weird sort of way! LOL

Happy New Year!
Jo

Sandi McBride said...

Okay, now I quite liked this one...hope your 2009 is fantastically wealthy!