Another one just for fun – I like trying to mess (and mesh) with different stories (as you can tell) 🙂
One flew over the cuckoo’s nest
One went wee, wee, all the way home
A wiggle and a walk
A fiddle and a cat
Jumped over the moon
When it rains, it pours
What if it snows?
Does the old man still snore?
A giggle and a talk
Mary had a little lamb
And the owl’s in the boat
With the baker, the butcher, the candlestick maker.
Up the stairs and down the stairs
Wee Willy Winkie
Is looking for Miss Muffet
Who’s chasing after Georgie Porgie
Not kissing her or anyone yet,
But helping Bo Peep find her lambs.
That’s what I like
And the rest
(Little Boy Blue, Little Jack Horner,
And Johnny Appleseed)
Are all wondering not what their country can do for them
But what they can do.
Still, Mother Goose is watching carefully
And we all wonder if the crooked little woman cares enough
To give some scraps to Old Mother Hubbard.
And she might.
And she will
And Willie Winky, Jack Horner, the baker, the owl,
And everyone else
Breathes a collective sigh of relief
And the cat goes back to playing his fiddle
While the rest dance,