Big Bang Theory

Greeks thought onomatopoeia

Sounded like a great idea

Causing pedagogues to yell it

Until it came time to spell it

A Pizza Advice

A woman scorned… all men are warned,
Is of the gravest matter.
As is the task, if she should ask:
Does this make me look fatter?

A rhyme for orange

The poet battles somewhat.

Hopes fade, or hinge,

When next faced with a kumquat.

To see why we wear belts with pants

Just trail behind some elephants

Hey, Barbie… are you real?

And do you ever give a thought

To why, with such appeal

It’s rumoured all your friends are bought?

My origami friend once told

She’s well-known as a centerfold

And has no current plans for ceasing

While her bottom line’s in creasing

Convinced my friend was now a mime

Marcel did not deny it

More so, he has been for some time

I thought: you’ve kept that quiet!

Pinocchio, despite his lies,

Still hoped he’d find a match

Then soon learned women don’t date guys

Who come with strings attached

To many an anemone

The fear is any Yemeni

Who ofttimes like an enemy

Sauteed and slightly lemony

The budding poet soon suspects

The pointlessness of: Solve for x