FUNVERSE

A very small fellow named Paul,
Was trying so hard to be tall.
He wanted to grow,
Cos after some snow,
You never could find Paul at all.

A centipede went in to bat,
First ball he got out, what a pratt.
Given out leg before,
Leg before, leg before,
Leg before, leg before, so howsthat!!!

My paper I read, come what may.
To find out just who's passed away.
If I'm not inside
The list of who's died,
I rise, and get on with my day.

Each April my tax bill arrives,
Which hardly induces high fives.
This annual "guess"
Brings headache and stress,
As only the richest survive.

A kangaroo hopped out of bed,
And hopped off to school, where the Head,
Said "I'm hopping mad,
So stop hopping lad,
Start working, or hop it instead"

L A has no hint of design.
Its seventeen cities combine,
In vast urban sprawl,
On Freeways you crawl,
To nowhere, in one endless line

The tax man demanda all his dues.
You cant pay, so interest accrues.
Though often he's wrong,
If you don't sing his song,
He gets really nasty, and sues.

We live on a fast spinning ball,
With gravity holding us all.
One day, should it stop,
Then off we'd all drop,
With nobody left here at all

I went to Las Vegas with cash.
Enough for a bit of a bash.
Roulette went all wrong,
The Dice weren't on song,
And made a big hole in my stash.

A busty lap dancer named Jill,
Would dance quite demurely, until,
She heard her applause,
Then off came her drawers
To give all the punters a thrill