I once had a little tomale
She was baked perfect in her husk
Ate, used, and gone, oh, golly
I should have savoured my tomale

Her spices tasted just right
Dough baked to a golden brown
I miss my tomale every night
It proved hard to keep down

My tomale gave bad indigestion
though its sauces were inviting
If I had followed her sugestion
The tomale would be remaining

I once had a little tomale
It was too good for me it seems
Ate, used, and gone, oh, golly
Now I only have pork and beans

Someday I'm going to cleave this place
with a gaint meat tenderizer

Someday I'm going to take control
by destroying all remotes

Someday I'm going to take a trip to heaven
and give God a piece of my mind

Someday I'm going to fix the world
using a sawz-all and hammer

Someday I'm going to take a nap
in the hammock of a neighbor

Someday I'm going to awaken and stop dreaming
and not write anymore bad poetry

Someday I'm going to do something

grrrrr, leggo my leg you dog.
grrrrr, no, really, please stop.
grrrrr, ouch that hurts you mutt.
grrrrr, you seem to have mistaken me.
grrrrr, I am not your bitch.