No man is an island
for true love we all search
whether it's in Thailand
or Sunday morning church

Always looking for someone
for that special person
whether it might be a nun
or maybe Elle McPherson

Then magically we get together
might need a prayer, or eight
but tragically love depends in whether
in bikinis she looks great

Eggs aren't very funny
They don't like cracking jokes
or things could get a little runny
from their spilling yolks

and eggs unfortunately never will
have humorous tales to tell
but my stomach laughs with every meal
when they come out of their shell

Sometimes the truth is hard to swallow
you can choke and die
so a new diet now I follow
where my every word’s a lie

Tonight my hugs are free
because you've been so nice
you can have one, two or three
with kisses at half price

Everything will be reduced
and heavily discounted
so hopefully you will be seduced
and into my arms shunted

So hurry throw yourself at me
this chance won't last forever
tonight we should make history
from my greatest sale ever

sad poems make me cry
that's why i compose
silly poems that won't try
make you blow your nose

and no tears will be shed
though you might need tissues
laughing while you wet your bed
from weak bladder issues

which is why i always write
and funny poems share
no one wants to cry all night
just change of underwear

Everything will be OK
it will be fine my dear
just give me Tapas on a tray
and a glass of chilled Sangria

Walk and do not run
but don't sit around all day
Don't get burnt but get some sun
Work and rest and play

Believe but do not preach
be real but have your dreams
Live a little bit in each
don't do anything in extremes

Life has a perfect fit
and the key is moderation
because your life will still be ****
but between diarrhea and constipation