There once was a man named Mike
Only one brand of sneakers he'd like
For Mike it had to be Nike
Said 'They're good for my psyche
You say 'Try another brand' I say 'Take a hike'
Mike's obsession with Nike got worse
Told friends 'On you guys, I'll put a curse
If after I die
I find out that I
Was buried wearing a pair of Converse'
He likey the Niké 'n gone
He likey the Niké 'n gone hikey
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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Crikey mate!..
Crikey mate! That was a good comment!