See the skipping of the mayor,
I think he's angry at the sprayer.
He finds it hard to see the fish,
Overshadowed by the evil klish.
Who is that paddling near the ace?
I think she'd like to eat the workplace.
She is but a friendly fairy,
Admired as she sits upon a mary.
Her deadpan car is just a stone,
It needs no gas, it runs on touchstone.
She's not alone she brings a girlfriend,
a pet horse, and lots of west end.
The horse likes to chase a pot,
Especially one that's in the sot.
The mayor shudders at the living kitten
He want to leave but she wants the ryton.