"Rush ish
sush a dishgrashe," opin’sh pissh'd Princhessh Grashe.*
"To be put in hish plashe: who’sh to shoulder that cashe?
‘Tish a tashk for Anne Heche."
* The former Ms Kelly, late of the royal
family of Monaco
"Brother
Rush ish a douche," whin'sh a wan John
Beleush.
"Look here, Rush: hush yer mush! Frickin’ ferme
yer bouche…
‘fore I phone Clare Boothe Lushe* -- her or Bullwinkle Moosh."**
* Wife of Time publisher Hank Luce
** Sidekick of flying squirrel Rock E.
“Rush ish
all ‘bout the cash," aversh Alda* from M.A.S.H.
"Rushster's act (and it be
one) be shtrictly low classh.
Who concursh? Ogden Nash.”
* Actor Alan
“’Deed I
do: Rush mush hush. After spoutin' hish gush
Rush refushesh to flush. (I’ve informed Johnny Cash…
who’sh hipp'd J. Carroll Naish).”
“Mister
Rush ish not neish,” blurtsh a blunt Robert
Reich.
"He’sh located hish niche: it’s amongsht
nouveau riche.
Even Reagan (called “Dutsch”) would urge Rushster to
shutsh.”
“Rush? He
sure ain’t my dish.” laughsh Msh
Lillian Gish.
“Who shall shettle hish hash? Perhapsh June Carter
Cash.
Or get Glinda the Wish.”*
* In the merry ol’ Land of Oz, a
southern wish -- and a good one
“Rush ish
mucho tres gauche," ‘nota ben’s Nina Foch.
“He’sh an addict, a lush (oh, yesh: isn’t he jush!).
What’sh the Marshal* not get 'bout a phrashe like 'bum’s Rush'?”
* WWI Allied Supreme Commander
Marshal Foch
“It’s pro-
tected free speesh,” chimesh in Chong
and chum Cheesh,*
“or sho Rushster inshishts, ash, indeed, doesh
John Tesh.
And yet pray we still musht, that the shilly
ol' assh
shall shoon hush…Oh? He'sh her?...? We -- adieu! -- gotta dash.”
* Comics Sammy and Mr Marin
“Re:
Rush? Omigosh,” dithersh Dubya Bush.
“Rush provid'sh GOPshtersh a partishan push
via broadcashtsh to Tulsha and Oshkosh, b’gosh.
Plush we hear that Ann Coutler hash susch a big crush...
and it'sh not on Pete Tosh. So, then: what'sh
all the fussh?
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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Sunday, July 8, 2018
"How be this for one lime-juice-soak'd sight...? A Limerick 'n' Lime for Elton John
Did you know that Sir Elton was born Reginald Kenneth Dwight? Now you do.
How be this for one lime-juice-soak'd sight?
Chinese chefs kidnap John late one night.
As they stuff Elton in-
to a pie-making tin,
we all watch while two Wongs bake a Dwight.
How be this for one lime-juice-soak'd sight?
Chinese chefs kidnap John late one night.
As they stuff Elton in-
to a pie-making tin,
we all watch while two Wongs bake a Dwight.
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