The Cantabrigian
©October 8th, 2015
By Vijaya Sundaram
There once was an old man from Cambridge
Who played fast and loose with his language
He messed up his words
Made them oh, so absurd
A knuckle* he got as a sangwich.
*(I learned about the deliciously painful and evil “knuckle-sandwich” when I came to these fair United States of America — I’d never heard of them before — what a charming term for a punch in the mouth!)
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The Non-Whiner From China
©October 8th, 2015
By Vijaya Sundaram
There was a young lady from China
Who made herself laugh like a hyena
When questioned, she cried
That her parrot had died
And she hated to be a big whiner.
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The Politician
©October 8th, 2015
By Vijaya Sundaram
There once was a speaker who rose up
To speak at a rally with nose up
He gave them a sneer and
They booed him to tears, now
He lies in his bed with his toes up.
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The Atheist and the Preacher (A Two-Parter!)
©October 8th, 2015
By Vijaya Sundaram
If you think you’re so great, said a man
To the preacher unveiling his plan to
Convert the whole world
Every boy, every girl,
Then, what is the faith you began?
My faith is the faith of the true, he said
I’ll thank you for making me rue, with dread,
The day I met you was a
Day I was blue
Now may the good Lord smite you dead, he said.
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