Quite good hockey pucks
were Don Rickles’ biggest fans
They laughed at his gibes
They laughed at his gibes
And his ribs, but his puns just
Elicited groans
Elicited groans
then I requested brickbats
and I sure got them!
And I sure got them
Crabs after my disastrous
Date with my ex-wife
Date with my ex-wife
Was not quite the fiasco
As I expected
As I expected,
the last line of my haiku
has five syllables.
Has five syllables
Been sufficient for last line?
I’d rather have sev-
I’d rather have sev-
no, never mind, five’s plenty
haiku has its rules
Haiku has its rules
We must follow, otherwise
We have anarchy
We have anarchy
And enjoy it! but only
In very small groups.
In very small groups
You can soon identify
Your Secret Santa.
Your Secret Santa
Gave you cheese flavored undies
What was he thinking?
What was he thinking?
That dude long ago, the first
One to eat an egg
One to eat an egg?
How about the first person
Who slurped an oyster?
-“BB”-
Who slurped an oyster
And why was he doing it
At a funeral?
At a funeral
It can be embarrasing
To get the giggles.
To get the giggles
Smoke a blunt and do, well, just
About anything
About anything
I know very little, but
about one thing, much
About one thing, much
Was made of the fact that he
Always asked for more
Always asked for more –
More cuddles, kisses, and hugs.
She always said no.
-“BB”-