he's a poet and he dosen't know it
said the goat with no boat
in the stream with no steam
with in it a stone writen in bone
of a chiken who's been bitten
by a cow who say's wow
about the man in Nantucket
who sat on a buket
who made the girls cry
when mary sat on a tuffet!
the men went ring around
and the cat went fiddle didle
the black sheep went baa
shocking all those kings horses
causing the dish to run away with the spoon.
upon running when the wind blows
seeing that little star will Twinkle
and that spider will clime up that spout again
reminding us children to never ever give up
on theses poems ever, ever, ever again
Nice rhyme especially when you incorporated all of those childhood rhymes I remember! It's so likeable. And you said what rhymed with orange? "Storage" is one... or how about "porridge"? LOL.