A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
As he walked with Cecilia Levine,
Young Johnny had love on his mind.
She was pretty and sweet,
And quite quick on her feet.
So much so, she left him behind.
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There once was a man named West
Who worked hard and had wealth to invest.
He searched for a cause,
And found so many flaws,
He felt his pockets might use his gold best.
Dear Becky showed signs of a bloomer,
She feared cancer or other such rumor.
But a baby is blamed,
And though Justis he’s named,
I’m going to call that kid “Tumor.”
Pretty Lois snagged rich Ebenezer,
His maturity certainly pleased her.
They wed in late May,
In the heat of the day.
She knew sunstroke would off the old geezer.
A not so smart lad name of Fitch,
Hooked his dog and his wagon by hitch.
He planned to ride down,
To the river through town,
But that hill caused a wagon, dog switch.
Belinda whose heart had such pluck,
Helped an old gal whose car was quite stuck.
She turned the wheel for her,
“Here’s back, and here’s forward.”
And then watched as she T-boned a truck.
Ellen Dyers is very contrite.
She has five toes in quarters too tight.
As she shopped, to her rue,
She tried on the left shoe,
But she failed to examine the right.
Hear the tale of Amelia McSheath,
Who was beauty with brains underneath.
Yet her job search was dry,
And the answer to why,
Was the spinach she found in her teeth.
A salesmen from just south of Boston,
Was sent to a job in north Austin.
He was sure to do well,
But he just couldn’t sell,
The translation was far too exhaustin’.
The wish of magician Tom Greer,
Was to see a full house stand and cheer.
But his cards wouldn’t trick,
And his rings wouldn’t unstick,
But he did make the crowd disappear.