On Wed, 08 Jun 2005 22:21:18 -0400, Robatoy
wrote:

Down the street the funeral goes,
As sobs and wails diminish.
He died from drinking shellac,
But at least he had a lovely finish.

That's a keeper. Thanks for that.

One of my favourites:

What a wonderful bird is the pelican
his beak can hold more food than his belly can
He can put in his beak
enough food for a week
and I don't know how the hell he can.

There was an old lady from Clyde
Who ate some bad apples ...and died.
The apples fermented
Inside the lamented
And made cider inside 'er inside.