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.