First we have the bubble popper.
You better call a crime stopper.
Pop my bubbles and I'll sue,
Because you made me turn blue.
Then there is the screamer.
They are more than a day dreamer.
You made my ear drums blow.
I want damages wrapped in a bow.
Of course there is the pooch.
Who all say is as big as Hooch.
He tore a hole in my pants.
I need them fixed before they house ants.
Then there is the drunk.
Who got into quite the funk.
They can't remember what they did.
But they still want to get their bid.
Here is a double feature,
With this elusive creature.
The streaker and the druggie.
He ran off with your buggy.
Then oh no!
He ran over your toe.
Before crashing it into a lake.
What? My story isn't fake.
You hurt my eyes.
That was not wise.
Your public display of affection,
Caused me pain and suffering from your erection.
See it is right there.
All you have to do is stare.
Then you got physical with me.
That did not cause me glee.
And you need to be sued.
You ripped off the jolly fat dude.
Ruining Christmas for kids everywhere.
You forgot the beard and did not bring a spare.
Finally you have the dummy.
Is that the guy from The Mummy?
Nope, but which one is the dope?
Neither of them have any hope.
There you go. In a weird way you got the plaintiffs that decide to show. Did you know they don't even lose anything on those shows? No matter if they killed their neighbors favorite crows. They each get $5000 bucks for being on there and whatever is granted to them for their legal affair, gets taken out of the others pay. So with $10,000 you could walk away. Want to make up a fake fight and get some dough? I'll come and step on your toe. Then we could get paid in mass. It sure works fine for my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.