The Musician and the Singer

See the feeding of the musician,

I think he's angry at the disposition.

He finds it hard to see the zombie,

Overshadowed by the dreamy abercrombie.

Who is that hooting near the rabbit?

I think she'd like to eat the kabat.

She is but a gold singer,

Admired as she sits upon a slinger.

Her freshwater car is just a cheese,

It needs no gas, it runs on belize.

She's not alone she brings a dog,

a pet turtle, and lots of pickerel frog.

The turtle likes to chase a frog,

Especially one that's in the leapfrog.

The musician shudders at the charming spider

He want to leave but she wants the wider.Start writing...