There Was A Young Lady From Shrew. Poem by margaret haig

There was a young lady from shrew,
Who had trouble with her teeth to chew;
So she went to the dentist for false teeth,
But he made it wrong, she couldn't sing a song,
Cause her tongue was caught beneath.

There was a man from the snowy,
Who they nicknamed him old howy;
He didn't have no friend,
They'd drive him round the bend,
Cause his pet was a lonely fly named blowy.

There once was a boy named charley,
Who owned and rode a red Harley;
He made such a loud noise,
with the other bikie boys;
The neighbors said get rid of those noisy toys.

There was a young girl from gilloffer,
When she was out, was a folk stopper;
But one day she was out in the rain,
And slipped in the mud, causing pain;
Now no one watches her, how insane.