Eventually Whenever Pavlov Heard A Bell Ring He Had An Uncontrollable Urge To Feed A Dog.

Eventually whenever Pavlov heard a bell ring he had an uncontrollable urge to feed a dog. 

I once knew a man who died by falling into a vat of varnish.

Terrible way to go but it was a nice finish.

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Roses are red, that much is true, but violets are purple, not fucking blue.

It's been a while since I posted any limericks or double dactyls.

I would like to rectify this wrong by requesting your assistance. If you have any ideas, prompts, or even a vague and somewhat insubstantial notion of an idea you'd like to see put into rhyming form, drop it in my ask box.

If it intrigues me or otherwise tickles my fancy you might just get a poem in return.

So there’s a read aloud function on my Kindle, so I thought it would be funny to turn it on and hear this in its robotic voice.

I was wrong.

It wasn’t funny.

It was hilarious.

JUST CLICK PLAY OK.

And I hope my laughter isn’t too loud.