If sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander, What sauce is best for those terns? Would it be richer? Would it be blander? The answer to learn I yearn.
Three rights make a left, but a boxing bout too. Among life's greatest hits might be you? Ponder, responder, to humor gone wry, As witty is wit, as rhymes clarify. I might have taken a turn for the verse, But an accent vould make it all per verse....
How much is that pussy in the window,
ReplyDeleteThe one on her perch looking out?
This is not an Amsterdam joke, though
If it were I'd just be a lout.
Catty anonymousity carries such guilt....
Surely you mean 'such guilders'......
ReplyDeleteNay, der lands got no such dings.... only cash cows, 'cows dat's how dat's.
ReplyDeleteRhymes with cats - uh, gotcha tongue? One Wong doesn't make a write....
nie but three rights make a left!
DeleteEiffel got... Rosencats and Guilders' terns....
ReplyDelete...are dead!
DeleteIf sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander,
ReplyDeleteWhat sauce is best for those terns?
Would it be richer? Would it be blander?
The answer to learn I yearn.
A nonny flesh-eating mouse.
Three rights make a left, but a boxing bout too.
ReplyDeleteAmong life's greatest hits might be you?
Ponder, responder, to humor gone wry,
As witty is wit, as rhymes clarify.
I might have taken a turn for the verse,
But an accent vould make it all per verse....