Books

There are so many books

If you’d just take a look.

There are books made for cooks,

And for classes I took.

For the watching of rooks,

And collecting of hooks,

And how to catch crooks in their boots that they shook.

There are books about

cooks

who are crooks

that took hooks,

and those crooks used those hooks

to gather some rooks.

Yes. Those crooks used the hooks to hook rooks they could cook.

Though that story was grim, let’s go out on a limb.

Just seek out a whim and I’ll tell you of them.

There once was a Tim,

Who dunked through a rim.

And speaking of him

reminds me of Jim.

Now, this Jim was not slim.

He was not slim like Tim.

Because unlike Tim,

he did not use the gym.

But he had a nice gem

That he bought from Aunt Kim.

And Jim, Tim, and Kim

Went to the beach for a swim.

Did you like that story?

My, was it a glory!

Oh? Was it boring?

I heard you were snoring.

But now I have something that’s quite guaranteed

to keep you awaker than snakes at high speed:

Zippy Ziggy zagged along

As his puppy wagged along

And his kitty dragged along

to the place they all belonged.

Once arrived, they sung a song.

They sung a song that was quite long.

And, after they had sung the song,

In came a bull, both buff and strong.

This bull was cool.

This bull could pull.

This cool bull pulled them all to school.

And, there in school, they learned a rule:

DON’T BRING COOL BULLS INTO SCHOOL.

Leaving school, the sky decided to rain.

So Ziggy and his friends boarded the train.

On the train, they played peek-a-boo

All the way to Kalamazoo.

So, that’s the story.

That’s the score.

Hope I left you wanting more.

If not, CONGRATS! You did endure.

But you’ll be back for the next tour.

You’ll be back again, I’m sure.