Saturday, May 16, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

At the roadside diner he complained of angina
And blamed the chicken, imported from China
Then the doctor appeared, with his hat and his beard
And sharpened his scalpel (just as he feared)

11 comments:

Pastor Sharon said...

Love your wit and poetry verses

Johnnny said...

The doctor's first name was Jack.
Who spoke of coming heart attack.
For your sake I'll do what I can.
While drinking Saki from Japan.

{Birds}

Sandi McBride said...

Ah so, chicken from china
speak with forked tongue
chopsticks protrude from
poor diner's lung...
beware a chicken carrying
pool cue case
his eye is cleverly
measuring your face
he blames your kind
for chickencide
the crime is called
Kentucky Fried

Sandi

♥ Braja said...

As for eating dead birds at a roadside diner,
I'd say dining out could surely be finer,
You are what you eat, as we've all heard them say,
Do I want feathers and beak? NO WAY!

Not The Rockefellers said...

Chinese chicken
May be finger lickin'
But, please, enjoy in moderation
To avoid an operation.

Anna said...

...chicken from china, lol, this is actually one of the funniest verses of yours David. Keep it up. Anna :)

Maggie May said...

Doctor opened him up
Caught the blood in a cup
Found the cause of disaster
And got out a plaster.

There was quite a to do
When they found Swine Flu
Had ravaged this fella
Who had turned shades of yella!

LadyFi said...

Love that razor sharp wit.. (yes, pun inteneded)...

Shadow said...

...a bit drastic???

Beth said...

If you eat too much chicken, you see
You'll grow feathers pretty as can be
A person with feathers won't look quite right
And that person will probably die in a fight

So, no need to worry about the heart attack.

Jennifer H said...

I can't do better than Lady Fi. ;-)

Clever, both of you!