Poem 27

 

With hidey how and hidey hee

I think that I will take a pee

And wonder where the stream will go

And who will 'sorb the yellow flow

But then I wonder

'bout a tree

And know that no one cares

'bout pee

So I shall ponder

Bigger quests

And wonder who

Shall be our guest.

Whether rodent small

Or hippo large

Who shall wonder at the stars

Who shall drive our tiny cars

When will critters look at scares

Of eating, dining and hearty harws.