There was a honk that went bonk and a tonk.
In the bonk was a monk. The monk
looked like you. So he added a fonk
with a cow that went moodily moo
and a fat cat who grew a tattoo
The bee that looked like a flea
went weeeee down the mountain on a ski
knocked over the cow that went moo
and the fat cat (who lived in the zoo)
and landed on top of the honk
with a bonk and a donk and a zonk.
I joined you in this poem. Hope you don’t mind.