Thursday, September 24, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

Algernon Peters
Bought odor-eaters
He put them in his boots
And the pockets of his suits

11 comments:

  1. Now this is a man you could certainly smell before he came into sight. No need for blood hounds here!
    Sandi

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  2. sandi swiped my thought...you'd definitely know he was coming around the bend.

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  3. But he wasn't sure,
    If it was a good cure!

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  4. I can smell him from here!

    Like the pyramid that your poem made.
    Pleasing to the eye as well as funny!

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  5. WIth a name like Algernon....xv

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  6. Stinky pockets? There's a poem in there somewhere...:)

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  7. The world said, "Algernon, give us a treat!
    And go upstairs and wash your feet!
    And then go to Boots and get some spray
    To keep that awful smell at bay!"

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  8. sweet-smelling dude!

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  9. What in the world did he keep in his pockets that smelled so bad?
    Jo

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  10. Hmmmm, good advice, must pass this on to the hubby!

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  11. I once knew a man who bought Odor-Eaters, opened the package, and he completely disappeared.

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