There was a young hooker from Lyme,
Who said, when once offered a dime,
"For a dime bag of pot,
I would, like as not,
Give a hand job, in quick double time."
I'm not sure what a dime bag costs these days, I think I'm in. Ha!
Buy some thread legally without committing a crime.
A stitch in time saves nine.
For a dime.. I would rhyme.
Cough it up.
Everything I cough up seems to be slime.
That ends my rhyming career..
I played golf today and got a nine. The guy I was playing thought he had me in a bind. 3 holes later I showed him my kind does quit till it's over so he had to pay the line. It was a bit more than a dime. Ha!
I'm not really the guy you go to if you're looking for rhyme, but in literal terms, a dime gets you six seconds of shop time.
Drink some moonshine...Oops, to late, I already did and I'm feeling fine.
Brother bought a coconut, he bought it for a dime
His sister had another one she paid it for the lime
She put the lime in the coconut, she drank 'em bot' up
She call the doctor, woke 'I'm up
And said "doctor, ain't there nothin' I can take?"
I said "doctor, to relieve this belly ache"
Now lemme get this straight
If I can buy anything with a dime, it better be Sanxing worth my time!
A Cockney, who oft spoke in rhyme,
Once offered a hooker a dime.
She said, "Mate, just SHOVE it;
I really don't love it
When blokes bid a dime for my time."
I would take my time cutting a lime,
adding it to my drink, that would let me think.
Being at the end of my rope, looking for some hope.
The moon keeping me awake all night, shining like a bright light.
Drinking the cheap wine, running out of material to fill this line.
Trying to not give in to the self hate, but now I try to sleep because I have to get up at eight.
Everyone acting like a tool, yet I miss out on so many fun opportunities, maybe I am the fool.
I haven't the time, to waste for a dime.
There once was a poet named Keim,
Who sang out his works for a dime.
Folks paid him his due,
For a lim’rick or two,
And lines that he wrote with no rhyme.