"Some runners are dishes. One dish runs amok..." Some Runners & Some Silly Things Some Seem: A Constrained Nonsense Alphabet

(Sometimes some French river runners are called, by some, Somme Runners. Sometimes some cost accountants (sometimes referred to as "running the numbers") are called by some Sum Runners. The verses below are at no times concerned with either of these kinds of runners.) 

Some runners are dishes. One dish runs amok,
last seen running away...with a spoon! 
Some runners are bands. One's called Band on the Run!
(While its members are running, they croon.)   

Some runners are soldiers at sites like Bull Run; 
some expire for the North, some the South.  
Some don blue; some don grey; next to none win the day  
(though most Johnny Rebs run at the mouth).  

Some are hollowware runners. "My Cup Runneth Over"--
Ed Ames crooned these words to new tunes, 
while “My Cup," running eighth on the Billboard Hot Hundred,  
gets swizzled with runcible spoons.

Some runners are mowers. They run best on diesel.  
(Some say, "Nothing Runs Like a Deere.")
Some runners need pick-me-ups. (Feeling run down?
Don't run dry! And don't cry in your beer.)  

Some who run are exhausted. They're running on empty.
(Some obsolete runners are runes.) 
Some runners for office lie, then run for cover.
(Some running for president? Goons!)  

Some runners run gauntlets. (There's one runs the gamut.) 
There's sev'ral gun runners as well. 
Some runners, seen climbing the rungs of societal 
ladders, are honchos -- in hell.  

Some runners are flippers: they run hot and cold.
Some are spendthrifts. (That runs into money.) 
Some runners are smart, running Java online.
5K runs I'll run...when days turns sunny. 

In the long run, some runners are long-distance runners:
like Lola in "Run Lola Run."
Some are marathon runners. Some run at the mouth. 
(It appears those may never be done.)  

Some run -- run ‘n’ gun! Runny noses at Runnymede
spend several suns on the run.
One runner's run off with the well digger's wife.
(Now that well digger's dating a nun.) 

Some runners are dieters, running in place.
Some are prunes, quaffing Jeff Runquist wines,
which are not squeezed from prunes so won't give you the runs...
plus they'll help you make sense of these lines.

Some runners are Kenyans who lack running shoes:
these run plagued with severe running sores.
With such pustules -- so-o-o-o painful! -- they tend to run scared,
so they're not running silent (of cours'). 

Some runners run wild, like some runaway train,
so you can't predict what they will do.
Some runners are sharks, good at running the table
(depending on angle of view).

Some runners are barflies: they run up a tab
while forgetting their vehicle VIN numbers.
Yes, runners run wild; others run with the wolves.
(Running water will hydrate your cucumbers.)

Some runners go running in men's swimming “trunx.”
Damon Runyon was not one of those,
though he did recall Ruth hitting sixty home “runz.”
(Three bad puns bring my runs to a close.)