A WITCH SMELLS LIKE PORK, WHEN THEY'RE COOKING

 I have been burned as an old witch, once again,

I was caught watching movies, labeled as sin,

I am getting tired,

Of being camp fired,

Think I'll move to a place, where my choices win.

THE SILLY DOUGIE RHYME

 My name is Dougie,

I ride in a horse and buggy,

The side of the road, I huggy,

When the tractor-trailers come around,

My name is Dougie,

My shack is small, but snuggy,

My doggie lies on the ruggy,

As I pick my banjo for some sound,

Everyone calls me, Dougie,

They all give me a huggy,

That is how I get all buggy,

Bugs eat my flesh off by the pound.

My girlfriend's name is Snooky,

She works as a syndicate bookie,

The Feds, they took a lookie,

My poor Snooky is prison bound.

4D WOE

 I am a 4D being and I see in 4D,

I've seen that my spouse is cheating on me,

Most times my spouse is cheating for free,

Sometimes my spouse makes more money than me,

Living in 4D is one lonely world,

If I eat something, it's immediately hurled,

I do see all the money, my spouse has squirreled,

My spouse spends it at a salon to get their hair curled,

It is so lonely, living in 4D,

No one ever says hello to me,

Of course, my body, no one can see,

Except for one little monkey, that lives in a tree,

The monkey, my friend, always says hello,

He's willing to go places that I want to go,

He knows of the experiment that created my woe,

Woe beyond the imaginings of authors, like Edgar Allen Poe.

ANDY, THE BACON GREASE GOURMET

 Andy had one main, great purpose, it was to deep fry chicken thighs,

The girls they all loved him, being rural, that is no surprise,

He also, made biscuit gravy,

He got that skill in the navy,

He would also fry taters with grits; the simple ones called him wise.