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I like the punchline in the second one, too. Sounds a bit like Vogon poetry, though.
Or the collected works of John Lillison:
In Dillan's Grove
In Dillan's Grove my love did die,
and now in ground shall ever lie.
None could ever replace her visage,
until your face brought thoughts of kissage.
Pointy Bird
O pointy birds, o pointy pointy,
Anoint my head, anointy-nointy.