I once ate a sandwich made of peanut-butter and jelly…
This sandwich, by someone, tasted quite rotten, and smelly.
Into my stomach, uneasily, it went down…
To my face, was sadly, put a frown.
I went to the hospital to have my stomach pumped, where I met a sailor…
Who obviously, had a bad tailor.
You might say, ‘that this lad, was a seaman’…
But-for the Navy, he worked, and so-he was no, free man.
This seaman, could not swim…
You might say ‘that he joined, on a whim’.
This non-swimming seaman, had a cat…
That was known by all, to eat mice, dogs, or even a bat.
One day this cat, ate a bat, that was owned by a witch…
This witch, got quite angry, at the cat that ate her bat, and
was acting like, a ticked off, bitch.
This witch, turned this cat, into a canary…
How frightening to this canary, this seemed as scary.
Now, this canary, bird…
Got eaten by another cat, and now, was nothing more,
than a rug stained, cat-splattered, turd.
