sydeways psychotic psychiatrist

i’ve got a can, in my hand

rubber band in the sand

the cows live in my land



i sit on the throne, the dog has a bone

i answered the phone, and ate an ice cream cone

i am an indian chief, i’ve never ate a leaf

for pasta you need beef, in the ocean there’s coral reef



i gave my cat a hat, his name is pat

now what do you think about that?

i like steak on bread, the king is dead

right said fred, king size bed



wendy’s has chili, i like free willy

what’s the dilly? yeah, no really

tommy smothers, there is no other

i cook on a crock pot, R2D2 was a robot



i have a hooded shirt, the cobain’s name was kurt

i dropped my bottle of squirt, down there in the dirt

i ate your shoe, on a map of peru

i used to watch shelby woo, look who’s talking too

and the cow went moo, yoo hoo.



cuz you know i’m keepin’ it real like the magna carta

when we think about you, this thing fell apart-a

part of a balanced breakfast, is a cherry pop tart-a

city of green official zoning map, arta



dinner is a meal, orange is a peel

it’s not nice to steal, it’s chicken not veal

how neat, pete and pete

i like to eat, this delicious meat



say what? a paper cut or a peanut lives in a hut?

fiberglass pup in a cup? that’s messed up.

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Athalia Lystra's picture

I laughed, and yet found myself confused.
The rhyming game you attempt to play here is highly entertaining, and the title nonetheless intriguing.