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?

Taking The Pith

A rhyme for orange

The poet battles somewhat.

Hopes fade, or hinge,

When next faced with a kumquat.

Toy Boys

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?

Glad Tidings

The rainbow is God’s promise

Not to end all life again

A sign that all He wants is

For mankind to be His friend.

Forgiving past transgressions,

God protects Man as he goes

And so, we’re right to question:

What’s the deal with volcanoes?

Pretty Pleats

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

Darwinner

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.

Utterly Speechless

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!

Pin Head

Pinocchio, despite his lies,

Still hoped he’d find a match

Then soon learned women don’t date guys

Who come with strings attached

With Fronds Like These

To many an anemone

The fear is any Yemeni

Who ofttimes like an enemy

Sauteed and slightly lemony