Limericks
There once was a Halloween ghost Who wanted for breakfast some toast. No Candy or jelly to fatten her belly. Of her ghostly figure she’d boast. A belligerent student named Max On his school teacher’s chair put some tacks. His teacher sat down And let out a howl. Then that boy named Max, he made tracks. Two Tom turkeys in conversation Were letting out all their frustration “I flash for the ladies so they’ll have my babies To bring in a new generation.” But…. There was a young feller called Scott. A thanksgiving Turkey he shot. He’d be the big winner at thanksgiving dinner That Turkey would sure hit the spot.