Their knees
Tulips on your organ.
There are skidmarks before the dog.
A weapons designer for the First Order.
Stand back! I don't know how big it's going to get!
No! 911: Placing you in protective custody.
Their knees! Please comment "No"
Was it my knees Do I have terrorist's knees Oh, the bomb. Not the knees then That's good.
At the butcher shop, where they sell kid-knees.
They both pull strings for work. (Inspired by Bo Burnham, this popped into my head the other day)
Because they don't have wing mirrors.