There once was a man from Nantucket
Who kept all his cash in... There once was a man from Nantucket
Who kept all his cash in a bucket.
His daughter, named Nan,
Ran away with a man,
And as for the bucket, Nantucket.
The pair of them went to Manhasset,
(Nan and the man with the asset.)...
Let us go then you and I
while the night is laid out against... Let us go then you and I
while the night is laid out against the sky
like a smear of mustard on an old pork pie.
"Nice poem Tom. I have ideas for changes though, why not come over?"
-- Ezra