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Friday, August 24, 2007

Tongue Twisters

Twister Shorties: (say them a few times). Some are common, some are raunchy, some are poems..

Greek grapes.

Red lorry, yellow lorry.
Which wristwatches are Swiss wristwatches?
Unique New York.
Many an anemone sees an enemy anemone.
Freshly-fried flying fish.
The epitome of femininity.
A skunk sat on a stump and thunk the
stump stunk, but the stump thunk the
skunk stunk.
She stood on the balcony, inexplicably
mimicing him hiccupping, and amicably
welcoming him home.
Imagine an imaginary menagerie manager
imagining managing an imaginary
menagerie.

Common Twisters:

She sells seashells by the seashore.
The shells she sells are surely
seashells. So if she sells shells on
the seashore, I'm sure she sells
seashore shells.
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled
peppers. Did Peter Piper pick a peck
of pickled peppers? If Peter Piper
Picked a peck of pickled peppers,
Where's the peck of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked?
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck
If a woodchuck could chuck wood? He
would chuck, he would, as much as he
could, And chuck as much as a
woodchuck would If a woodchuck could
chuck wood.

Tongue Twister Poems:

Mr. See owned a saw. And Mr. Soar
owned a seesaw. Now, See's saw sawed
Soar's seesaw Before Soar saw See,
Which made Soar sore. Had Soar seen
See's saw Before See sawed Soar's
seesaw, See's saw would not have sawed
Soar's seesaw. So See's saw sawed
Soar's seesaw. But it was sad to see
Soar so sore just because See's saw
sawed Soar's seesaw.
Betty Botter had some butter, "But,"
she said, "this butter's bitter. If I
bake this bitter butter, It would make
my batter bitter. But a bit of better
butter, That would make my batter
better." So she bought a bit of
butter - Better than her bitter
butter - And she baked it in her
batter; And the batter was not bitter.
So 'twas better Betty Botter Bought a
bit of better butter.
Ned Nott was shot and Sam Shott was
not. So it is better to be Shott than
Nott. Some say Nott was not shot. But
Shott says he shot Nott. Either the
shot Shott shot at Nott was not shot,
Or Nott was shot. If the shot Shott
shot shot Nott, Nott was shot. But if
the shot Shott shot shot Shott, Then
Shott was shot, not Nott. However, the
shot Shott shot shot not Shott, but
Nott.
A tree-toad loved a she-toad Who lived
up in a tree. He was a two-toed tree-
toad, But a three-toed toad was she.
The two-toed tree-toad tried to win
The three-toed she-toad's heart, For
the two-toed tree-toad loved the
ground That the three-toed tree-toad
trod. But the two-toed tree-toad tried
in vain; He couldn't please her whim.
From her tree-toad bower, With her
three-toad power, The she-toad vetoed
him.


Raunchy Twisters:

I'm not a smart feller, I'm a smart
feller's son And I'll keep felling
smarts 'Till the smart feller comes.
I'm not a fog ducker, I'm a fog
ducker's son And I'll keep ducking
fogs 'Till the fog ducker comes.
I am not the fig plucker, I'm a fig
plucker's son. And I'll keep plucking
figs 'Till the fig plucker comes. or
Im not a pheasant plucker Im a
pheasant pluckers son, and Ill sit
here plucking pheasants til the
pheasant plucker comes
I slit the sheet, the sheet I slit;
and on the slitted sheet I sit.

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