There as soon as was a marriage confection
That failed the bride’s closing inspection
So we grabbed an airbrush
Painted it in a rush
And instructed Yanks it was for his or her election!
I am discovering it reasonably outrageous
That I’ve to spend a few of my wages
On a cake for my Dad
Of a lady, partly clad
Is it me, or does she look contagious?
I hope you do not discover me neurotic
However I am positive my new coronary heart is necrotic
It rattles and shakes
And I feel that it is cake…
Did I point out my surgeon’s psychotic?
Clap your fingers for poor Tinkerbell
A bee sting has brought about her to swell
Seize a recent EpiPen
And inject her once more
For she’s actually simply not wanting properly.
In the event you simply cannot spell “congratulations”
And your piping expertise will not win ovations
It’s best to discover a profession
The place you will not find yourself right here
Or not less than take prolonged holidays.
I as soon as noticed a cake in Nantucket
That had frosting utilized by the bucket
Although it is referred to as a pleasant present
It is too heavy to carry
So I suppose that I will simply need to chuck it.
Due to Fiona N., Annabelle Okay., Melissa J., Michael C., Miranda B., Wendy R., Erika H., and Arlene for making me communicate in rhyme all day. (Hey guys, are there rocks forward?)
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P.S. Excellent news, there is a Quantity 2!
Exceptionally Dangerous Dad Jokes, Vol II
This one has the phrase “spiffing” within the title AND comes with a stunning green-and-gold cowl, so people will acknowledge your subtle style whereas begging you to cease telling these horrible, TERRIBLE jokes.
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And from my different weblog, Epbot:
