Nonsense Poems

I lived with a pigeon, a rat, and a mole,

I learned to climb branches, and idled in holes.

We wore straw hatses,

and fought perilous matches,

of tennis in fountains 

with halibut shoals.

I met a man

With many a chin,

Many a chin

to put things in,

So if ever you felt

like a bottle of gin,

He’d fish one out

from the folds of his skin.

I worked in a factory,

that made pockets of summer,

you'd find 8 in the overalls,

of your local plumber.