Verse!! He did verse! ;) and by "he", I mean Michael of course. Hehe.
She Sailed Away: A Haiku
“No, Marjorie, no!
You must not ride that fiendish
Crocodile. Oy.”
“Ha,” said Marjorie.
“I laugh. Like crazed hyena
Eating deer. Ha. Ha.
I will ride it. I
Have tamed the horrid beastie
He is like so cute.”
“CUTE?” exclaimed Prince Bob.
“He is a vicious eating
Machine! See his teeth!”
“He is not vicious.
I have named him Snuggly-poo.”
She gave it a pat.
“And I shall now ride
Snuggly-poo down the Nile.
It will be fun, yes?”
“It will be fun, NO.
Princess Caitlin would never
Think of doing this.”
“Caitlin is a big
Dork. Her guard is a short mime.
Not very impressive.
Now, as I have said
I will ride Snuggly-poo down
The Nile. I love him!”
“Hmph,” hmphed Prince Bob. “Hmph.”
When Snuggly-poo eats you, don’t
Say you were not warned.
He will bite your head
Om nom nom nom. And then he-
OMG! ZOMBIES!”
“Zombies? Oh please, Bob.”
Like I would really fall for
That silly trick-” UUUUUUUUURG.”
“Wait. Bob, I’m not sure.
Is urg one syllable or
Two?” “WHO CARES! RUN! RUN!”
The zombies came on
Moaning like horrible things
That moan. Urg. Urg. Urg.
They surrounded poor
Lady Marjorie and Bob.
Things looked super bad.
Then, out of nowhere,
Snuggly-poo! Heroic! Brave!
Eating the zombies!
Then one zombie bit
Poor doomed Snuggly-poo.He died
Then came back all wrong.
“Oh no no!” she screamed.
“My nose of hope is stuffed up
With snot of despair!”
“Fear not!” exclaimed Bob.
“For tissue wipes away snot,
And we may yet live!”
Marjorie thought hard
For a new nose metaphor.
“I got zilch,” she said.
Then Bob recalled his
Rifle. He pulled it out and
Bam bam. Double-tap.
The zombies were gone
And so was Zombie Snuggly-
Poo. Hip hip hooray.
“Well, that is just great.
What will I do for fun now?”
she said, very mad.
Bob sighed. “Why don’t you
Go read a book. Books are fun!”
“Blow it out your ear.”
