There once was a Klingon named Rom
who never went to her prom,
so she dressed up instead
every night before bed
and dreamed of the dance all night long.

There once was a girl named Suzanna
who got banished to the savannah.
She wanted some water
so as it got hotter,
she ate up a cactus named Anna.

(For Dakota)

There once was a girl named Dakota
who wanted to build her own boat-a
she got hammer and nails,
and a couple of sails,
and floated around in a moat-a

(For Kari)
There once was a girl named Kari
who had a gorilla so hairy.
She trained him up nice,
and fed him some rice,
and sold him to some guy named Larry!

Here’s another poem of mine, entitled “The Pickle Poem”. Written as a haiku.

The pickle is green.

Crunchy, tasty cucumber;

my favorite snack!

There once was a fellow named Fred,

who wanted to stand on his head.

He did so for hours,

used all of his powers,

and finally fell over dead.

– An interesting, rather morbid limerick, attributed to me.