Hey diddle diddle you’ve reached t… And it appears you’ve not run away So try your best To finish the rest Even if it takes all the next day

He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him

My brain hurts from thinking all the thunks that I have thought or is it from the thoughts of thin… now it hurts more than it ought

This poems the worst Nothing like the first My ideas are scattered about And the pages run out I’ve got better things to do

There’s a secret to life Though no one can keep it It’s shaped many of men All those who have seen it It’s been written by scholars

Into the room the child had run I have super powers his story begu… I can see through walls For real no lies So the parents got up

They finally caught him Old no neck nick They tried plenty before But he gave them the slip He’s short and he’s quick

He was deemed the greatest no arme… Before his first fight ever begun He may have lost every match But he’s the best, and only one

The special today is over easy twi… With a serving of bunk on the side If you like you can watch the chef… Cause we ain’t got nothin to hide If you need help deciding