New Pickup Lines

A Poem by Space Enema

Letchuous blowfish look rather oafish
Give 'em the chips and thirty days notice
It's elementary shining at its finest
If you're not a plus, plus one with a minus
Oh, rubber chicken in your salad
Why settle for a haiku when I'm a power ballad?
Oh, rubber ducky in your salad
Don't park and get a ticket when I make your parking valid
Many fruit flies may swarm around the mangoes,
be drive-thru gurus and dance the Fandango
Pardon me, you look like you need citronella
And when the skies get black I've got the umbrella