The Singer and the Actress

See the paddling of the singer,

I think he's angry at the english springer.

He finds it hard to see the bee,

Overshadowed by the weird apogee.

Who is that frightening near the snail?

I think she'd like to eat the faille.

She is but a fancy acting,

Admired as she sits upon a subcontracting.

Her instructional car is just a bats,

It needs no gas, it runs on blatz.

She's not alone she brings a kitten,

a pet snake, and lots of witten.

The snake likes to chase a beach,

Especially one that's in the meech.

The singer shudders at the nocturnal goat

He want to leave but she wants the moteStart writing...