ninbinz
Master of Malign Maladies
Cautionary Tale #1
There once was a man from Nantucket.
Caution:
Do not be a dumbass, don't call your daughter Nan or place your earnings in a bucket.
Because Nan will hook up with a man who's in it for the cash.
Don't even name her Sherly, she'll cut her man loose, make off, run or dash
And you'll know that she Sherlytucket.
Caution:
Do not let me rhyme.
A cautionary tale #2:
As for the man who loved the pickle.
The brine soaked vegetable, his taste it did tickle
Caution:
For whosoever loves the pickle
That green, verdant and oblong food
Beware for like the gods it is fickle
Your life, it could end, in a manner most crude
Lodged, stuck, unmoving.
There you are gasping for air
Was it worth it? Or is your fancy quickly fading
Your last moment spent on a pickle, you feel outrage and fear
Your life, it is fading.
Into death you go wading
A tear falls, not a stream but a single trickle
It seems in life, you were in quite the pickle.
Caution:
Be warned, this will get worse
There once was a man from Nantucket.
Caution:
Do not be a dumbass, don't call your daughter Nan or place your earnings in a bucket.
Because Nan will hook up with a man who's in it for the cash.
Don't even name her Sherly, she'll cut her man loose, make off, run or dash
And you'll know that she Sherlytucket.
Caution:
Do not let me rhyme.
A cautionary tale #2:
As for the man who loved the pickle.
The brine soaked vegetable, his taste it did tickle
Caution:
For whosoever loves the pickle
That green, verdant and oblong food
Beware for like the gods it is fickle
Your life, it could end, in a manner most crude
Lodged, stuck, unmoving.
There you are gasping for air
Was it worth it? Or is your fancy quickly fading
Your last moment spent on a pickle, you feel outrage and fear
Your life, it is fading.
Into death you go wading
A tear falls, not a stream but a single trickle
It seems in life, you were in quite the pickle.
Caution:
Be warned, this will get worse
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