My cousin eats nothing but pickles
He buys them up town with his nickels
If you give him a dime
He'd have a good time
A bill, he'd be even more tickled
On the edge of a cliff lived an ogre
He purchased his victuals at Kroger
While shopping for spuds
And a box of Milk Duds
His home was destroyed by a 'dozer
The Kung Fu Shiatsu masseuse
Can throw you from here to Toulouse.
She'll not break a sweat
nor the silence, and yet
but beware, she might crack your caboose.
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