Nursery Rhymes
by Troy Morash

 

The Minglers Way Up

The Minglers are a family four
They swear and eat and run and roar
They roar in and out and all about
Until one day they found their house
Was not one but torn in four
And all four on all fours roared out the door
Torn, they swore in their torn family roar
Each roaring at each other to fix the door or floor
Until one day the Minglers found
It was their roars that brought their floors and doors down
But they screamed and roared until they found
A way up, all up, with no more roar
And way up they ran up with a roar up!
And they took their family door and floor up
And on that day they found a house that fit their door
The Minglers are all once more a family four
And on that day they swore to roar no more.

The End Up!

Four in one Seat!

Once there were four men
Who wanted to go where they hadn't been.
So they bought a car with a pretty shine,
Filled it with gas and were ready by nine.
But they couldn't decide who'd be the driver,
When they fought and pushed each other inside her.
One hit the gas, one took the wheel
One changed the gears, and one stopped with a squeal!
And because they disliked each other so much
they couldn't agree on who'd use the clutch.
And then when the one with the wheel turned the wrong way
The rest would stop and yell and yank all day.

How silly it was to see these four men
Crammed into the driver's seat, all strapped in!
Of course this was hard on the poor old car,
It shuddered and gasped, spitting out tar.
And because they all couldn't decide on one place to go
They wrecked the poor car and so called for a tow.

And so these four selfish Old men
Never went anywhere ever again!

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