Little Miss Muffet by Paul Dehn

Little Miss Muffet

Little Miss Muffet
Crouched on a tuffet,
Collecting her shell-shocked wits,
There dropped (from a glider)
An H-bomb beside her –
Which frightened Miss Muffet to bits.

-Paul Dehn

Borrowed from Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle

Hey Diddle Diddle by Paul Dehn

Hey Diddle Diddle

Hey diddle diddle,
The physicists fiddle,
The Bleep jumped over the moon,
The little dog laughed to see such fun
And died the following June.

-Paul Dehn

Borrowed from Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle