Veggie boyVeggie boyVeggie boy
An ordinary morning, a boy came to be But this boy was nothing you’d ever want to see His head was a cabbage; his palms were green spinach, His legs and arms were vines grown in Greenwich He had an appearance disfigured, right to the extreme Thus about love he could only dream He was put in a terra-cotta pot and left to grow But that was quite some time ago.
With nothing to do and with much on his mind He often wondered if there was more of his kind He dreamt of parties with uncles and of those with nieces Of boisterous dancing and his mother
Team manslaughterThere once was a boy, let’s call him Jim. He was no athletic, he couldn’t even swim. But little boy Jim he didn’t fret. He knew all was well as long he wasn’t wet. However, one sport he could actually master. Without even one single major disaster. He played his first game and he won it, yes. But not a single one of his team mates could guess. That to haul little jimmy in to the pool filled with water Was the equal in court to five years for manslaughter.Team manslaughter
The writer who lost his head.There once was a writer that wrote ´till he bled. The townsfolk disliked him, they wanted him dead. Some thought, that best was to shoot him, they said. Others meant they should hang him instead.The writer who lost his head.
They went to his cabin, or should I say shed. They kicked in the door and made way for his bed. They kicked him; they stabbed him, and cut off his head. Never again would his writings be read.
Larry the comebackLike many before him Larry liked to sing. He sang from the morning until the evening. He sang in the showers, he sang during work. He sang on the bus, and he sang for his clerk.Larry the comeback
But one day when Larry woke up from his sleep. His voice was gone! He couldn’t resound a peep. So finished he was, this talented singer. Who needs a singer who can’t make a ringer?
So he went to the barn and he picked out a chair. And then he tied himself a knot oh so fair. He swung it up hi, up over the beam. And the voice that had failed him,
came back, in a last diminishing screa
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