The Choice
The Emus could now
Think without having to drink
The water of Splrøöçkh
This was due to he,
Zonto, who in his fig cakes
Let them Drink their Worst
For he needed them,
To find the Great musty dog –
Who is known as Spades
Spades had run away,
Now they needed to find him –
And they did this now
With the great blue nose,
And their good-ol’ Stolen Paks,
They could go quite fast…
In fact, it only
Took them three and a half days
To reach the dog, Spades
When they found dog, spades,
They began, slowly, quickly,
Doing their great task
This task, was, Fløhrph, to
Consume all of Spades’ Marshes
With their Golden tongues
Their tongues were golden
‘Cause that’s the color of Beans –
Which they truly loved
Now it was his turn,
Of Spades, his wonderful turn –
To say a few words
Those words which he said
Were this: Thank you, you emus
You’ve done me a frood
Consuming Marshes,
Those marshes were annoying!
Then he went away
Now pens had to talk,
He said, You hain’t hurried up
With you’s noble task
You hain’t done you’s job,
To unfreeze me, me, Poor Pens
You’s must do this now
The emus all looked
At each other and the fish –
That were Everywhere
The emus all now
Chanted their good ol’ Chorus –
Which does go like this:
Quintessentially,
Iowa is Iowa –
It’s Mediocre
Really amazing! Useful information. All the best.
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