White Album...? Beatles’ escapade.
White belt...? Karate,
freshman grade.
White Castle...? Burgers bought by bag.
White dwarf...? Small
star whose heat will flag.
White elephant...? Beware of mauling.
White Fang...? Is
that Jack's Wild a-calling…?
White gold...? Contains
trace manganese.
White House...? Kid Drumpf
now keeps the keys.
White ink...? Signs onion skin…? Bizarre!
White joke...? “Three darkies hit a bar…”
White knight...? His
song’s called “Ways and
Means.”
White lies...? When
KKK convenes.
White Man’s...? That Burden’s best laid down.
White noise...? (Comes,
too, in pink and brown).
Wite-Out...? ‘Wite’
holds one letter less.
White pages...? List they your address…?
White Queen...? In
Carroll and in chess.
White Rhino...? Ganja,
more or less.
Black Sox...? ’19,
Comiskey Park.
White tiger...? Threaten’d.
(Think ‘white shark.’)
White unicorn...? A
mythic beast.
White Velvet
(cake)...? Take two pans, greased…
Whitewater...? Nearly
sunk Slick Will’…
White xenia...? A
coral frill.
White yam...? It’s
class'd D. rotundata.
White Zinfandel…?
RosĂ©…? Nope! Not a…
PlaysWellWithLetters is a blogorrheal notebook of Nonsense in rhyming metres accompanying often-inconsequential sequencial graphics all issuing from the hands and/or minds of Sgt. N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee, amateur author/illustrator whose several books are available online from Politics & Prose Bookstore under the nom de charade Ulysses Poe.
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