
Octopuses? Octopi?
These creatures surely wonder why
Our single brains stray down such roads
While nine tell them they’re octopodes
light verse and much, much worse

Octopuses? Octopi?
These creatures surely wonder why
Our single brains stray down such roads
While nine tell them they’re octopodes

In this age of doublespeak, I’ve come up with alternative definitions for the following:
burger: what a tiger says when it’s cold outside
understandable: what a matador hopes to do
dresser: a personal valet’s job
earring: tinnitus
tumour: ordering another round for you and a mate
former: ordering a round of doubles for you and a mate
forests: bracelets
tracking: Usain Bolt
parking: Tiger Woods
blinking: Kanye West
bonking: Hugh Hefner
mismanagement: the yellow Tic Tac
permits: gloves for stroking your cat
whisky: very much like a whisk
fetish: not unlike a fet
sofa: up until now
mastered: everyone taking a dump at the same time
Hebrew: Jewish beer
Catholic: someone with an abnormal dependence upon cats
Muslim: what the law requires of dog owners
ornate: have you considered Nate?
window: what gamblers hope to do
papal: directions for using a slot machine
president: the resulting damage when a gift is dropped
icon: mirage
painting: what you see a doctor for in Jamaica
terrier: more like Terry than Terry
school: fine by me
Romania: the latest rowing craze
Slovak: Vak with a low IQ
Budapest: Siddhartha Gautama’s interminable chanting
miming: in reply to Which of your vases do you treasure most?
presume: before the jet engine
confound: the recapturing of an escaped convict
subdued: underwater mariner
analogue: proctologist’s casebook
duplicity: New York, New York
popsicle: father’s scythe
abundance: twerking
distant: a scorned sister of your father
tantric: skin bronzer
carnation: USA
statutory: a bust of Winston Churchill
psychopath: a trail for the insane
francophone: telecommunication handset for Spanish generals
bisect: niche cult for those who swing both ways
comradeship: the Potemkin
mango: “I believe the gentleman’s leaving”
sarcasm: existential void that existed between Nikolai II and his people
oxymoron: air-head
sensible: have Cybill go
freedom: what Lincoln did
mannequin: pathological relatives
extrovert: former trovert
anti-matter: regarding your uncle’s wife
fireplace: the boss’s office
boomerang: a Hallowe’en dessert
numismatist: the former mismatist’s replacement
hot tub: a sexy overweight person
independent: a locally crafted necklace often sold at music festivals
naughty: what your granny keeps in that flask behind the bread tin
barbecue: the nod for Ken to make his move
Constantinople: the inability to abide one particular gemstone
mystical: adult entertainer who titillates patrons with her feathered boa
collar: Mother’s Day advice
foreknowledge: golfing erudition
mariner: what expectant fathers are often informed they’ll be doing next
mercantile: have Murray finish off your bathroom
pundit: well done, you wordsmith!
buzzard: was that the intercom?
booby-trap: brassiere
mushroom: kennel for sled dogs
pantyhose: lingerie models

Greeks thought onomatopoeia
Sounded like a great idea
Causing pedagogues to yell it
Until it came time to spell it

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

The hunch that Evolution sold
Extolling those who break the mold:
Life’s go-getters, the versatile,
Does not include the crocodile.
Throughout its 80 million years
As each Age comes, then disappears
Left standing in the starting blocks
The croc has yet to change its socks.
Quite unconcerned with each debut
Of nature’s latest ingénue
These veterans forgo the pomp
Preferring life inside a swamp.
Perhaps, the way to win the race
Is holding at a steady pace.
The croc has this down to an art
And 80 million years’ head start.

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