Mother Goose In A Noose Poem by Justin Reamer
Mother Goose In A Noose
Sometimes I can't stand nursery rimes,
For they bother me all the time,
That's why I hate Mother Goose,
And put her in a noose,
For she is the one making my riming,
And man, it's really bad timing,
But I know my name,
And riming isn't my game,
So I pull the lever,
And, ah, much better.
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