The tailor who clothed me is poor
I shan’t wear his suits anymore
I dress to the right
But my whities aren’t tight
And I fell through the left to the floor
When Japan’s Yoshinori Ohsumi
Won the Medical Nobel, it threw me:
Is vaguely obscening
In Greek. Am I prudish? So sue me.
This state, so they say, is in drought
But that claim I have reason to doubt:
Today for an hour
I stood by the shower
And watched, and it never ran out!
That Nantucket man
Probably can pee at home
Even when he’s not
A misfit named Marty McFly,
After watching a friend of his die,
Travels back thirty years,
Helps his dad face his fears,
Saves his friend, and returns a cool guy.
I could write limericks in Portuguese
If I wanted to. Maybe I’ll do one tonight!
All I need is a topic…could somebody please
Tell me sim ou não: Place names aren’t translated, right?
An incisive young fellow named Keith
Had a mouthful of oversized teeth
Though none were homegrown
They were Keith’s teeth alone
Like the pillow they’d turned up beneath