Be Cunning

Who fancies getting into a pickle?
Right said, with slick intentions
Penny wiser and for your thought
As well
Look what the early worm doth caught!
Oh, Hell!
These are the single best inventions!
A little fickle at first
A roll of nickels in a fist
Turns to quarters when you're pissed
For whom here needs to divide by five
When it's so nice, round & ruly on all fours!
Hardcores
Say there is only one way
But stirring the pot
Is the rest of us rot
Including ourselves to put the "I"
In riot!
If there's a vowel, I'll buy it!
Since I could easily twl off
But what fun would that be?
When climbing a tr 2 dv n th pl
Or counting 2-3 rght b4 (smtms y) jmp
You need something righteous
Especially for ficus
Those natty dreads are the cat's meow!
And how! Way to lump the tools...
Hangin' loose needs freedom
That's why you gotta stay limber
Apostrophes tend to scream TIMBER!
That's why we don't breed 'em
We hardly ever feed 'em
And, gosh, you simply can't read 'em
A regular riot
Anything-palooza
We're head over heels
From Saskatchewan to Missoula
Go ahead and try it
The way it feels
They say softer than a baby's bottom
Tough as nails
Fancy yourself some potatoes au gratin
Or some escargot
That's snails!
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6.30.08