ANOTHER SPACESHIP EXPLODES

 My rocketship blew up in my neighbor's backyard,

Destroyed the neighbors garage, and his house, it charred,

I know that he'll surely sue,

There is nothing I can do,

It's just building a working rocketship is hard.🚀

FROM PORK CHOPS IN EAST LANSING TO WISCONSIN HOPS

 I went to Lansing to buy some fancy, smoked, pork chops,

I was arrested for speeding by the local cops,

I went to the local county court,

To prison I received an escort,

To a work farm in Wisconsin that raises beer hops.

MORNING BREAKFAST WITH MA AND GRANDMA, OH DEAR

 Bill cut his head hair real short, except in the front he left long bangs,

The bang hair is 10 inches long, and over his whole face it hangs,

Our ma tells him, he looks like a balding, fat fool,

Grandma just sits, while ma wipes away grandma's drool,

It's this kind of morning breakfast, that got me to join some street gangs.

THE COWBOY, BAD BOB BILL

 My big daddy named me, Bad Bob Bill,

I'm a cowboy, and coyote I kill,

When they get through my fence,

I get feeling intense,

Sometimes I have to take my heart pill.

THEY BROKE MY BONES WITH A STARE AND A GIGGLE

 I bought me a scooter, but it has only one big wheel,

I stand when I ride it; and I show off my sex appeal,

When all the ladies looked at me,

The ladies were all I could see,

I ran into a parked pickup; it's months before I heal.

SEASONAL ARRANGEMENTS

 It's fall in Northern Michigan; bears are getting fat, and neighbors are becoming rare,

Possums have chewed their way into the basement of my house, while mice scoot everywhere,

Where I hang my fedora hat,

There hibernates a giant bat,

A cougar is claiming the rest of my house, his teeth and claws make the world unfair..

THE PHILOSOPHER

 The demon Natas, spread evil all the night and day long,

He spread it through his dramatic, philosophical song,

He said, "when money is tight,

You don't have to do what's right",

So, with Natas we have fallen, his philosophy being wrong..

MY BROKEN CLOCK AIN'T IN STOCK

 My little China clock,

It use to go tick tock,

Then it hit the slate floor,

It was a clock no more,

Couldn't replace; no longer in stock.

NOBODY GETS IN MY TIGHTS, BUT ME

 Big and little bed bugs, and some voracious, eater mites,

Cause itching, scratching in my newly purchased, dancer tights,

I then bigly, bug sprayed,

A protest they displayed,

It seems my tights invaders, are claiming their human rights.

HOSPITALIZATION VS. BITER MITE INFESTATION

 I went into the hospital, because I could not scratch an itch,

I was forced to stay 100 days, so the big shots could get rich,

I was stomach ill, and peeved,

The hospital food I heaved,

I yelled for a nurse for so long, my voice lost it's manly, man pitch