There Once Was A Man From Nantucket.............

What ever happen to the rhymes and poem's of my youth. Do people still do these little rhymes? They are a little mild for this day and age.
I use to love these things.

Like this little rhyme about pay toilets. I wonder if there still are pay toilets. I'll have to Google that later.

Here I sit broken hearted paid a nickle and only farted.

Or fractured fairy tails.

Mary had a little lamb,
her father shot it dead.
Now it goes to school with her,
between two slices of bread!

Or this salacious one from the past.

A guy sticks his location,
In a girl's destination,
To increase the population,
For the next generation.
Do you get my explanation?
Or do you need a demonstration?

Or this little dittie that brings a smile to my face and a desire to have a parker house roll and a raisin.

A nudist girl wearing three raisins
A masquerade prize was her goal.
The judges said, "Lookie,
From the front she's a cookie,
And the back she's a Parker House roll.

Here is a little rhyme for you.