Saving A Tree At My Sea!
So today dVerse got it in their head that things needed to be said. A letter should be sent to someone. But of course have to be a tree hugger under their sun. So can't write things down on paper. Now instead we have this little caper.
Dear nursery rhyme land.
You really need a hand.
Can't keep cattle in a fence.
Are you that dense?
You let bears sleep in beds.
Eggs crack their heads.
Wolf's dress in women's clothes.
Even have some singing crows.
Wait! That was Disney land,
That had the crow band.
At least none have the last name Pooh.
That won't embarrass you.
But you got spiders at your feet.
Dishes in the street.
A cat with a fiddle,
I think someone did more than diddle.
Falling down hills.
A goose gives you thrills.
Houses get blown over.
Gingerbread men run around like rover.
Did someone give you a lobotomy?
Nurse Ratchet must not have been kind to thee.
Maybe you are in the cuckoos nest.
Unable to pass their insanity test.
How else can three blind mice survive?
An ugly duckling make it out alive?
A cat the came back.
I'd leave and not even pack.
Playing with fire,
Things can get dire.
Burn your butt rather slick,
Jumping over a candlestick.
Even pet sheep.
That like the cow creep.
Are fences not invented yet?
That could be a safe bet.
In closing I have to say.
Have a nice day.
Blow a house down for me.
Sure saves money on demolition at your sea.
How was that for a letter from the cat? Did you really want me to get all lovey dovey at my mat? We can't have that. I may attract a gnat. Worse than that a lass. That would surely annoy my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Dear nursery rhyme land.
You really need a hand.
Can't keep cattle in a fence.
Are you that dense?
You let bears sleep in beds.
Eggs crack their heads.
Wolf's dress in women's clothes.
Even have some singing crows.
Wait! That was Disney land,
That had the crow band.
At least none have the last name Pooh.
That won't embarrass you.
But you got spiders at your feet.
Dishes in the street.
A cat with a fiddle,
I think someone did more than diddle.
Falling down hills.
A goose gives you thrills.
Houses get blown over.
Gingerbread men run around like rover.
Did someone give you a lobotomy?
Nurse Ratchet must not have been kind to thee.
Maybe you are in the cuckoos nest.
Unable to pass their insanity test.
How else can three blind mice survive?
An ugly duckling make it out alive?
A cat the came back.
I'd leave and not even pack.
Playing with fire,
Things can get dire.
Burn your butt rather slick,
Jumping over a candlestick.
Even pet sheep.
That like the cow creep.
Are fences not invented yet?
That could be a safe bet.
In closing I have to say.
Have a nice day.
Blow a house down for me.
Sure saves money on demolition at your sea.
How was that for a letter from the cat? Did you really want me to get all lovey dovey at my mat? We can't have that. I may attract a gnat. Worse than that a lass. That would surely annoy my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Published on August 18, 2013 03:00
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