Limericks 18, Rides again

I used to play piano all day
I won awards on the way
Played Chopin and jazz
Then went for a wazz
Now I need practice they say

Sunday I joined the church choir

Sunday I joined the church choir
We met, sang hymns for an hour

Sunday I joined the church choir
We met, sang hymns for an hour
But that doesn't rhyme

Sunday I joined the church choir
We met, sang hymns for an hour
But that doesn't rhyme
Is that a bad cryme?

Sunday I joined the church choir
We met, sang hymns for an hour
But that doesn't rhyme
Is that a bad cryme?
If so, I’ll say, “Au revoir!”

Speaking a few words in French

Speaking a few words in French
Sat in Paris on a bench

Speaking a few words in French
Sat in Paris on a bench
Enjoying French fries

Speaking a few words in French
Sat in Paris on a park bench
I gazed at the tower
For almost an hour

Speaking a few words in French
Sat in Paris on a park bench
I gazed at the tower
For almost an hour
Until cramp caused my feet to clench.

I crawled along to the Metro

I crawled along to the Metro
Until the cramp finally let go

I crawled along to the Metro
Until the cramp finally let go
And then my poor feet

I crawled along to the Metro
Until the cramp finally let go
And then my poor feet
Went right off to sleep

I crawled along to the Metro
Until the cramp finally let go
And then my poor feet
Went right off to sleep
Woke up feeling like death-row

I searched for a cozy hotel

I searched for a cozy hotel
Close by to a sleazy motel

I searched for a cozy hotel
Close by to a sleazy motel
I crawled into bed

I searched for a cozy hotel
Close by to a sleazy motel
I crawled into bed
Feeling half dead

I searched for a cozy hotel
Close by to a sleazy motel
I crawled into bed
Feeling half dead
Having drunk a pint of Moselle

When I woke my head was spinning

I searched for a cozy hotel
Close by to a sleazy motel
I crawled into bed
Feeling half dead
When somebody rang the doorbell

I rose to see who it was

I rose to see who it was
It looked like my dear friend called Boz

I rose to see who it was
It looked like my dear friend called Boz
My head was still muzzy

I rose to see who it was
It looked like my dear friend Boz
My head was still muzzy
Boz looked all fuzzy

I rose to see who it was
It looked like my dear friend Boz
My head was still muzzy
Boz looked all fuzzy
Was I in The Wizard of Oz?

Oh no! It's the green wicked witch

Oh no! It's the green wicked witch
Could make her be gone if was rich

Oh no! It's the green wicked witch
Could make her be gone if was rich
She'll dissolve in water

Oh no! It's the green wicked witch
Could make her be gone if I was rich
She'll dissolve in water
Once I have caught her