For the prick-naming prize of Pinole
                            
                    This year's winner was Daniel O'Dole.
                            He will tell you with bonhommie,
                            "I call mine 'Metonymy,'
                            
                    Because it's a part for the whole."
                            

There once was a man from Calcutta
Who spoke with a terrible stutter
To the waiter he said,
"Give me bu-bu-bu-bread
and some bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butter."

Sent by Jennifer 

   Here I sit
   Broken hearted
   Tried to shit
   But only farted


  

               A musician who lives in Bangkok 
               Has fiddle strings tied to his cock. 
                    When he gets an erection, 
                    He plays a selection 
               From Johan Sebastian Bach. 

The bustard's a fortuitous fowl, 
               Who has but small reason to growl. 
                    He avoids illigitemacy 
                    By the simple expediency 
               Of the use of an alternate vowel.