Ole Chuck O’ Leary loved his chocolate
So dearly he got stuck in his doorway.
Clearly that roly-poly was too fat
From nearly always eating it all day.
His tummy, not his mind, he would obey
When yummy thoughts unkindly caught a hold.
A funny sort of smile like a sunray
Would run like naughty bunnies through his folds.
The neighbours saw Chuck stuck, and so did scold,
You schmuck, Chuck! Well, just look at where he’s at!
But while some chuckled, luckily Fat Fay
And ’Normous Norman, both of stomach bold,
Informed us they were not flummoxed by that,
Warmed up their hands and pulled! Somehow Chuck rolled away!
Fri 18 May 2007
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