until – thwack! The ceiling
collapsed onto the sofa
where the Simpsons were
arguing bitterly over the
last tiny slice of
[Hey! The OP is back!]
lemon meringue pie, when
out on the lawn,
Smurf pie thieves crept
silently through the abandoned
mine, looking for their
lost comrade. “Oh shit!”
Papa Smurf has fallen
and I am blue
I’m green with envy
because Mickey Mouse has
hooked up with Emma
(that’s my dogs name)
(and my wife’s, too)
(Heck, they’re one and
All set too go