She lived under a bridge
She lived under a bridge - she did
She lived under a bridge;
And in her garden was one dog,
four tail less cats with golden hats,
And from her window she could see,
A brown cow and a big round crowd.
Her bridge stood on a cliff - it did
Her aspic it was cool;
And many thousand little muchkings,
resorted to her school;
Where if of progress they could boast,
She gave them heaps of chocolate toast.
Yet she grew rabid-wroth - she did,
If they didn't read,
She'd drag them to ajecent cliff,
With beastly silver hooks,
And threw them off into a swimming pool,
Filled with scaly green crocks.
And in the pool they drown - they did,
although reached to the top,
and all playful about,
Some eventually became sponges or speckled trought,
But cats doth all bewail,
Their fate; likewise her garden dog.
She lived under a bridge;
And in her garden was one dog,
four tail less cats with golden hats,
And from her window she could see,
A brown cow and a big round crowd.
Her bridge stood on a cliff - it did
Her aspic it was cool;
And many thousand little muchkings,
resorted to her school;
Where if of progress they could boast,
She gave them heaps of chocolate toast.
Yet she grew rabid-wroth - she did,
If they didn't read,
She'd drag them to ajecent cliff,
With beastly silver hooks,
And threw them off into a swimming pool,
Filled with scaly green crocks.
And in the pool they drown - they did,
although reached to the top,
and all playful about,
Some eventually became sponges or speckled trought,
But cats doth all bewail,
Their fate; likewise her garden dog.
By Chloe
