I will give you my word, I hit you not
I will give you my sword, I shit you not
He took out a hammer and hit the nail low, it went on for a long mile
He took out a hammer and hit the snail slow, it went on for a long smile
He was afraid of the now, the team made it better
He was afraid of the snow, the steam made it better
The train made him late, it was a really bad tart
The strain made him late, it was a really bad start
Oh no, he had been hot but without any cream
Oh no, he had been shot but without any scream
The lime tart could not be on the wing
The slime start could snot be on the the swing
He often thought about the ex, he remembered giving her a friendly lap
He often thought about the sex, he remembered giving her a friendly slap
Oh well he thought, looking at her really ugly car that made him wallow lowly
Oh swell he thought, looking her really ugly scar that made him swallow slowly
He picked up a pear before a very important kill today, then he ate a cone
He picked up a spear before a very important skill today, then he ate a scone
After taking a very big pill, I could not find my hoe
After taking a very big spill, I could not find my shoe
Cheeky Monkey Poetry 