~ *** ~ A man whose feet were gargantuous, Ran his mouth in the fricative circuitous, When, strictly by chance, He won at a dance, He called the indicative fortuitous. ~
~ *** ~ Pistol, Bardolph, and Poins, Went roving in search of some coins, They stopped for a drink, But ran into a fink, Who robbed them and pinched all their loins.
~ >>> ~ A gentleman wrestler from Greenwich, Was scheduled to fight with a Flemish, He wrestled fair-dinkum, But lost in a wink-um, He'd forgotten to eat his spinach. ~
~ >>> ~ A lad who was thought to be normative, Whose studies were most informative, Though skinny and weightless, And frequently dateless, His body of work was enormative. ~
~ >>> ~ She ran at a formidable clip, He was giving her plenty of lip, He harangued her and sassed her, 'twas an angry disaster, So she gave him a raspberry flip. ~
~ >>> ~ Instead of changing the channel, This guy would close up the panel, He explaind to his child, That he wasn't so wild, Then wiped his nose on a camel. ~
~ >>> ~ A poodle loved anything crunchy, Ate often his breakfast for lunch, he, Then spun in a twirl, With a boy and a girl, Got dizzy and delightfully punchy. ~
~ *** ~ While roping and branding his dogies, A cowboy was prone to puff stogies, For Lent he relented, And somewhat repented, Now takes falafel and Hoagies. ~
~ >>> ~ A shepherd sold his flock cheap, Because he heard the sheep cheep, He'd been round them a lot, And whether cold or hot, He'd never heard such a sound from a sheep. ~
~ [] ~ Johnny was wont to walk through the dew, Where unborn plants he would dutifully strew, This one's for straw, For maw and for paw, This seed's for apple, and this bud's for yew. ~
~ [] ~ A man dressed in oilskin and gabardine, Went off to see Mum in Aberdeen, He brought her some biscuits, In baskets with triskets, But she only would eat with the queen. ~
~ [] ~ I was out there riding a kudu, When I tried to work a little voodoo, Things were going well, Until I slipped and fell, And stepped in some kudu doo-doo. ~
~ [] ~ A woman who kept rabbits and ferrets, Fed them on parsley and carrots, She would pet her coney, Which she did love only, Except for a passel of parrots. ~
[] ~ There once was a man who was trapped, In his cellar where cider was tapped, Drunk in his pajamas, He was sent to The Bahamas, He thought the punishment apt. ~
~ ~ A man who fell in the drink, Was fearful that he might even sink, His rescuers got him, Clean up from the bottom, Today he feels right in the pink. ~
~ ~ A gentleman sore in his back, Made haste to pick up a sack, In doing so he captured it, but his back, he fractured it, Now his spine is way out of whack. ~
~ ~ Two peasants sang songs of the folk, Amid toasts with seven-up and coke, They drank to their harmony, With elan and charmony, Till their voices wound down to a croak. ~
~ ~ A bloke with a fondness for kitsch, Wound up with a twitch in a ditch, He hated the smells, So tried casting spells, Found out he's a son of a witch. ~
~ ~ There once was a filly named Chili, She said she preferred to be called Billy, It all seemed so silly, Her real name was Lily, But then she was so willy-nilly. ~
~ ~ There was a fine-feathered bloke, Whose overcoat was decidedly bespoke, He paraded his finery, At alehouse and winery, If his pride was much bigger, he'd choke. ~
~ ~ When twisting his bars of torsion, He went too far in distortion, Then he ate half a cake, But what a mistake, He swelled up way out of proportion. ~
~ ~ When Big Ben expressed itself chimey, A bum on the Thames, crass and slimey, And dusty and grimey, When asked to get rhymey, Could only come up with "gorblimey". ~
~ ~ A man while navigating a runnel, Thought it useful to emply a funnel, He meandered along, Using hammer and tong, And soon had constructed a tunnel ~
~ ~ A lady who lived in a cottage, Worked her art as a master of frottage, In order to revel, She met up with the devil, Sold her soul for a mess of pottage. ~
Rome in a Day
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Rome in a Day
Rome sits on its seven haunches
And the pines, with fountains in their branches,
Old road markers in the Appian sun,
Are stolid, green and...
Turn Right Here... by Jack Wilson in Esperanto
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