Rhyme your first word to last word of previous post

by **oVo** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 7:05 am

Sin and smile I guess
Run awhile before you rest
Someone call a cab?

by **a.sub** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 10:06 am

had a dollar
spent it on a hooker

by **Gilligan** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 10:08 am

a.sub wrote:had a dollar
spent it on a hooker

Cooker, my friend Cooker,
How does 'had' rhyme with 'cab'?
Surely there must be another word.
Supercalifragilisticexpalidocious.

by **a.sub** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 10:10 am

Gilligan wrote:
a.sub wrote:had a dollar
spent it on a hooker

Cooker, my friend Cooker,
How does 'had' rhyme with 'cab'?
Surely there must be another word.
Supercalifragilisticexpalidocious.

suspicious i am of my sobriety
if i rhymed had with cab
maybe i should see a shrink
what do you think gilligan?

by **oVo** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 10:23 am

Sin again, with all of them?
Sounds like a plan...
but then what would I do
for an encore?

by **pmchugh** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 1:21 pm

by **oVo** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 3:27 pm

amore? she said with a sly looking grin
it was then when I realized she was square
and I didn't fit in.
oh well ... I replied
from the outside,
looking in.

It ain't easy bein' extremely cool,
with these fuzzy dice
you just can't win
or
conquer that single bitch
next door.

by **a.sub** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 8:01 pm

before you fight the massive hoard
make sure you bring a game board

by **oVo** on Tue Apr 14, 2009 9:55 pm

gored by a bull
all I could mutter was "ouch"
pass the tomatoes

by **a.sub** on Wed Apr 15, 2009 12:45 am

potatoes i eat
while on a mat i sleep
thinking of how pigs fly

by **neanderpaul14** on Wed Apr 15, 2009 1:57 am

sly is what they say I am
in my kitchen I cook a yam
tasty yet it shall turn out
eating now I cry I pout

by **lt.pie** on Wed Apr 15, 2009 6:20 am

Trout ! look out !!
I saw some once..
They were biting a man with no arms and legs floating in a pond.
We named him Bob.

by **oVo** on Wed Apr 15, 2009 5:36 pm

Job one it was to fish him out,
the man who was accosted
by his own carnivorous trouser trout.

The bouyant one was still a bit groggy
and when asked his name replied...
only one thing I'm really sure of
my little bits are like totally soggy.

He was hung on a wall to dry not pout,
asleep in the dark...
and became an overnight sensation when the sun came out
illuminating his remaining part.
That Bob's still hanging around the gallery is no surprise,
because his name has now been changed to Art.

by **neanderpaul14** on Thu Apr 16, 2009 1:02 am

Heart they said poor Art still had
Whilst I scoffed and looked on like a cad
His view from high was rather dim
Lack of food did make him slim

So bad I felt I surely did
I help him down, how quick he hid
Beneath the leaves of early fall
Now Russel is the name we'll call

by **oVo** on Mon Apr 20, 2009 6:54 pm

Fall from grace, he most certainly did
and without that proud member
the locals could not help but kid.

From beneath that ruffage he couldn't manage a poke
because now his "special purpose"
was the focus of some oddly cruel jokes.

Pulling him out from beneath that pile of debree
Russel's leg popped off and left him no way to flee.
Then for no apparent reason he began to smile,
I suppose he just felt better out from under that pile.

He propped himself up against a vertical plane.
No malace or spite or intent to be mean...
deciding it was time to change his own name.
After all of that he's been through we call her Ilene.

by **viking97** on Mon May 04, 2009 5:50 am

Seen anyone ryme month?

by **oVo** on Thu May 14, 2009 1:43 pm

Once in a while
the thought of nukes
turns the keyhole orange.

by **Jennybh** on Fri May 15, 2009 4:58 am

Door-hinge: Thats what holds the door on the wall and lets it move.

by **lt.pie** on Fri May 15, 2009 5:24 am

Groove to the music
Sway with the beat
close your eyes and let your feet do the talkin"
don't let the other boys laugh at you
for it is a manly pursuit.