Tidy Heidi
There was once an old woman named Heidi
Who grew frantic when things were untidy
She wished she foreknew
When things were eskew
But none of her senses were spidey
A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
There was once an old woman named Heidi
Who grew frantic when things were untidy
She wished she foreknew
When things were eskew
But none of her senses were spidey
Hannah Jean bought her blankets for cheap
But each night she was too cold to sleep
When she finally did doze
It was lacking repose
In her dreams she sheared each counted sheep
In oblivion, Tom failed to mention,
That his girl had his utmost attention.
Though he never broke gaze,
He lost her in phrase,
And she thought him to lack condescension.
Sweet Sally was set to adorn a fence,
With garland and bows and with ornaments,
She didn’t get far,
Just a bow and one star,
For that bull in the pen made her more than tense.
Thirty years ago, Tiffany Boone,
Was, like, BIG TIME starved, by like, noon,
She drank Mello Yello,
With Pop-Rocks and Jell-O,
And then totally gagged on a spoon
When I’m around Charles and James,
I am sure to hear tattles and blames,
Brother to brother,
They love one another,
But “raise Cain” when it comes to the dames.
There once was a man named Brown,
Who was born with his nose upside down,
It was great in the pool,
He could swim like a fool,
In the shower was where the man drowned.
Theodore Jamison Packer
Though widely known as a slacker
Worked with great pride
And was paid on the side
Not as a clerk, but a hacker
When dear Andrea Emma McCall
Took her bi-weekly trip to the mall
She was asked by a friend
How much she would spend
She said, “living is spending it all.”
I was telling a tale about Jane
And the way that she drives me insane
Until someone took note
Of the name on my coat
And said, “let’s get you home again Jane.”