Pa Pa Riddle Rumper


Pa Pa Riddle Rumper

Pa Pa Riddle Rumper ol’ man Chew

He don’t chew tabaccy and he don’t chew stew

And he don’t chew stew

And he don’t like you!

Pa Pa Riddle Rumper ol’ man Chew

"What are you chewing, Old Man Chew? Stew?" No!  I'm not chewing anything!  Read the poem idiot!"
“Are you chewing stew?”
“No! I’m not chewing anything! Read the poem, idiot!”

 

Pa Pa Riddle Rumper ol’ man Chaw

He don’t know nothin’ and he hates his ma

And he hates his ma

And he pesters his pa!

Pa Pa Riddle Rumper ol’ man Chaw

"What are you staring at?  Haven't you ever seen goldfish feet before?  I'm going to go pester my Pa now."
“What are you staring at? Haven’t you ever seen goldfish shoes before? My mom made me wear them. I’m telling Daddy!”

 

Pa Pa Riddle Rumper Flack Jack Flea

He don’t know nothin’ cuz he just can’t see

Cuz he just can’t see

Cuz he drank beef tea!

Pa Pa Riddle Rumper Flack Jack Flea

"You sure that's beef tea?  I can't see."
“Are you sure that’s not beef tea?  It causes blindness you know, although I suppose that’s probably a moot point now.”

 

Pa Pa Riddle Rumper Nickerbocker Nug

I’ll take a sip from your crummy ol’ jug

From your crummy ol’ jug

That you always do lug!

Pa Pa Riddle Rumper Nickerbocker Nug

"It may be a crummy old jug, but it's my crummy old jug!"
“It may be a crummy old jug, but at least it’s my crummy old jug.  Some people don’t have any jugs at all!

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Until next time  . . . I love you

Hey what about me?  Don't I get a stanza? No.  Go get your own poem.
“Hey what about me? Don’t I get a stanza?”
“No. Go get your own poem. Now scram!”

 

14 thoughts on “Pa Pa Riddle Rumper

  1. I find it odd that while he won’t eat beef stew, he happily drinks beef tea.
    Looking forward to the upcoming chapter about that in the much-awaited biography, Pa Pa Riddle Rumper and the Dichotomy of Consumed Meat.

    Fun fact – the Bloody Bull, cousin of the Bloody Mary, is beef soup with a shot of vodka.
    And one of the few alcoholic beverages I probably wouldn’t drink.

    • Ha! I dont’ think I would drink a bloody bull either. Although that would make a great name for a vampire bar! How this got a meat theme is beyond me, but then again this whole poem is beyond me. I have no idea how my brain, Peanuts, came up with it since I think Peanuts prefers nuts.

      Pa Pa Riddle Rumper Dichotomy of Consumed Meat! I’ll set Peanuts to work on it ASAP!

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