He was deemed the greatest no arme… Before his first fight ever begun He may have lost every match But he’s the best, and only one

Brooke got her name Because she likes to babble Teller got his name Because he likes To tattle Shaky got his name

They finally caught him Old no neck nick They tried plenty before But he gave them the slip He’s short and he’s quick

There’s a secret to life Though no one can keep it It’s shaped many of men All those who have seen it It’s been written by scholars

There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout

I’ve drank 6 cups of coffee And I think I’m seeing things The walls and floors are shaking And stars have formed on the ceili… I think I’ll go for a jog

My parents trained the dog To let me know When dinner was ready So in I’d go I once came home late

When you look at the world flat You see nothing but squares It all looks the same Lines all put in pairs Faces look straight

I always tuck my tongues Down into my socks I wouldn’t want them to scrape the… And have to taste the rocks I look out for my shoes

I let the cat out To explore the yard It scratched at the fence But the fence was to hard It laid about then swallowed

He gathered up used paper A broken mug and coffee pot A cracked plate, a crooked rake And a tomato that begun to rot He gathered these things thinking