Higgeldy Piggledy,
President Donald was
Questioned by aides about
Post-office plans.
Incomprehensible
Absence of empathy
Isn’t worth much when the
Twit hits the fan.
Higgeldy Piggledy,
President Donald was
Questioned by aides about
Post-office plans.
Incomprehensible
Absence of empathy
Isn’t worth much when the
Twit hits the fan.
They can’t all be gems.
Higgeldy, Piggledy
President Shit-for-brains
Contested Election
Screamed, Fuck you I won
Launched umpteen lame lawsuits
with scumsucking lawyers
who didn’t have ev’dence
He lost all but one
Thanks for the link - much enjoyed.
Brah Voe! That was the most contempt-filled higgledy piggledy I’ve ever seen!
bows
Ursinus-personus,
Winnie-the-Pooh, a bear,
Being of little brain,
Followed a bee
To such a tree as was
Hypermellifluous
(Very high-flowing with
Honey, you see).
Yeah, higgeldy Piggeldy is a pretty aggressive medium, but I heard it’s trying to go legit.
Higgeldus Piggeldus
Carolus Linnaeus
Started the trend to name
Stuff using pairs
Paterfamilias of
Classification; but
Boring to spend all that
Time splitting hares
Higgeldy Piggeldy
Eleanor Roosevelt
What do you think about
President Trump?
Sharp minds discuss policy,
Average ones polity,
Next mark their progeny,
And where Dorian dumps.
Higgeldy Piggeldy
Juliet Montague
What do ya think of that
Taylor Swift song?
The ending is better….
…and lyrics harmonious
But speaking theatrically
She gets it wrong.
Higgledy Piggledy
Good Dr. Paprika
Manages this scheme
Better’n any of us
Figuring his rhymes
So contrapuntally
Makes my poor Muse feel
Like a simpering wuss.
Higgeldé Piggeldé
Napoleon Bonaparte
“Got any plans now that you’ve
Won the mêlée?”
“Elba is dead, so we’re
Going to Disneyland.
I’m only five feet but still
Taller than Ney.”
Higgeldy Piggeldy
Professor Pepperwinks
Doyen of dad jokes, and
Humour half-assed
Knows that if one’s adding
Insult to injury
No better time than when
Signing a cast
(Dedicated to Demetri Martin)
This one is from GAMES.
Higgeldy Piggeldy
Sergei Rachmaninov
wrote his concertos for
handspans like wings.
Few realistically
can pianistically
digitalistically
play the damned things.
I was re-reading John Bellairs The Face in the Frost this week, and came across this:
Higgeldy-piggeldy,
John Cantacuzene
Swaddled in Byzantine
Pearl-seeded robes
Put out the eyes of his
Iconophanical
Prelate, for piercing his
Priestly ear lobes.
The poem has almost nothing at all to do with the story. A wizard is casting a spell and needs a silly rhyme, so he comes up with the above.
More on John Cantacuzene here: John VI Kantakouzenos - Wikipedia.
Higgamus Hoggamus
Mister Sardonicus
How did you get such a
hideous grin?
Pa was buried with a
winning lotto ticket.
Exhuming his face is
what did me in.