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There once was a
young girl named lizzy
Who’s puppy was
all in a tizzy
His nose ran
away
His
stomach would stray
And
his fingers were constantly busy
Now
lizzy, she grew and she grew
And
her puppy grew with her two
But
no matter the changes
Or
trials or dangers
She
never knew just what to do
About
the dear pet who would freeze
Every
time someone round him would sneeze
He
was scared to get sick
And
he thought that the trick
Was
to hide behind poor lizzy’s knees
One
day when dear puppy had hidden
Behind
lizzy’s knees without reason
Lizzy
said “that’s enough”
Took
him by the scruff
And
dragged him to Old Dr. Ridden
“Dr.
Ridden!” said Lizzy, a-quaking
“I
am tired of dear puppy’s aching”
Get
ride of the pain,
The
fear and the shame,
And
remind puppy dear of his making!”
Dr.
Ridden said, “Surely my dear.
It
will cost you a bit though, I fear.
I’ll
use all my tests
And
I’ll try my best
But
be prepared for worst, are we clear.”
Lizzy
pulled out a hand full of change,
And
with that everything was arranged
For
the cure to be had
The
result, good or bad,
So
puppy could be *“home on the range”
*Meaning
back to his normal self
Dr.
Ridden, asked questions and prodded
All
the while dear puppy just nodded
Not
sure what to say
Thinking
this was mere play
And
believing all soon would sorted
It
started at first as a tear
Dr.
Ridden said, “Well how about here?”
He
poked in a spot
That
made puppy wail
And
freeze all up with the fear
“Oh
my, well I see how this works,
My
bringing this up causes jerks
In
your eyes and your heart
Well
now, there’s a start
I’ll
cure you of all these bezerks.”
All
this time, Lizzy sat quite wide-eyed
Her
puppy, though scared, never cried.
But
now here he was
Wailing
loud, just because
Lizzy
wanted to have him be tried
Now
here’s where the story gets icky
Dear
puppy was becoming quite sticky
With
all of the tears
Built
up through all the years
He
had hidden so well all his sicky…….ness
Lizzy
wanted to take it all back
But
the damage had made the attack
On
poor puppy’s brain
He’d
ne’er be the same
She’d
never get him back on track
She
burst through the door of the test room
And
snatched puppy dear from his dark gloom
And
carried him home
Trying
not to bemoan
Her
decision to bring him to doom
From
then on Lizzy kept Puppy close
So
that no one could try to fix him
Resolution
you ask?
What
happened to rhyme?
They
both don’t exist in real life
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