Amusing Stories

Masterful Tony rode a masterful ponyThrough the streets of the small village fayreIt neighed and it brayedAnd clip-cloppity swayedWithout worry, nor hurry, nor care.Then old Mrs Bunyons, grabbed her sack of onionsAnd threw it on Tony's young backThe pony cried and it triedto maintain its fair strideBut collapsed down to earth with a smack.Said Masterful Tony, “You stupid old crony”Your sack is too weighty and fullSo with...

You find so many people are bruisingBut you, you are mostly amusingI like the way you love.You do it like a foxglove.I like the way you dance.You do it like a stance.You find so many people are runnyBut you, you are mostly funnyI love the way your hair flows,Spreading your style everywhere.You're like a style fountain.Enough zazz for a whole mountain.You find so many people are loveableBut you, you are most lovableYou're...