Stung  to death by liars.

The pun is mightier than  the word
God’s in the heavens,no light for the world
Curiousity thrills  aegrotats
Always  talk of the funny side of rites
He  resented going to Levens
He rose  like the bread when the yeast is made flesh
It’s bad luck to fake mirrors
I beat men like Blair
Riveting knees and wheels
The child’s cry  dies in the wool
You do not do yahoo? Metoo?
The cauldron of mourning
Stung  to death  by liars.
Put your  nest egg forward
Keep butting one lot in front  of  another
Never say, why.
The cottage was pie
An infinitesmal number divided the fishes and loaves.It’s not called for us
When my rhyme comes
Born on Wednesday.Spoke on Friday.Died later.
Marriage is for creeps
I have seen the writing on the ball
Do your least.
I am punch spunk
Why did the bicycle shriek? It lost its spokes
Do you take this person to be your wife? No,   they are my husband.
We lived in a taunted house till our spirits wailed
Why did the whale eat Jonah? God knows.