Poetic Genius

4. And stopped at Antarctica.

BLUE BUCKET
There once was a blue bucket called Grommit [Wallace and Grommit]
He ate some cheese, but started to vomit
The puke was all green
And it made him want to preen
His hedges
But not the edges
No one knew why
Maybe there was a fly
In his head
Where there was a cake instead
For he was a bucket, blue
And he hadn't a clue,
If he could think,
Or build an ice rink.
For he had five hands
That were holding some cans
Because he went shopping
After he went mopping,
To get a new shiny car
That he couldn't drive afar
Or anywhere at all
But he had a big green ball,
That he had bought
Because it was a pea, he thought.
Then he bit into it
And on a cushion did sit,
While the 'pea' rolled away,
To eat Miss Muffet's curds and whey.
She thought the 'pea' mad,
And was very sad,
Especially when the random car
Gave her food a scar,
Because it ran over it,
And ended up wearing a mitt,
Given by the mother of the three little kittens
Of which had lost their own mittens.
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall
Humpty Dumpty had a big ball,
Which he knew wasn't a pea,
But Grommit the bucket went to the sea,
To find Humpty and give him a talking to,
For offending the pea and telling him he was poo
When really Humpty was just being eggy
Because he couldn't help being kinda leggy,
He only had fifty legs,
And he wasn't sure how to use pegs
When he hung up his clothes,
So he thought he would pose
As a model in a magazine called 'no clue',
Created by a bucket, blue
Whose name was secretly Grommit,
Who, after eating cheese, had to vomit.
The bucket had a farm
Because he wasn't at all calm
So he ate some cheese
And chased some geese
Before he remembered to vomit,
Because his name was Grommit.
He felt the need to wee
But then instead, he did a pee
It hit the toilet with a plop
But then he found it up atop
On his head
That was made of lead
People often used him
Because he had a limb
Well several actually
But he couldn't use them, naturally
He only used his eyes
To shoo away flies
He could've used his arms
He did, to read Psalms
He always read the Bible
Especially about the disciples
He read about them all
Though he wasn't very tall
He was a short little pail
And he had a little tail
A dark blue colour, too
But at least nothing like poo,
Which is in fact brown,
So poor Choco Late frowned
At the colour they shared
Though poo never cared
It was only a brown shade
Not one which could fade.
The bucket tipped over
Because it was kinda friends with Rover,
Who had tripped the old chair
Which had no hair.
Grommit was feeling pink,
He'd been put in a sink,
Used for dogs and poodles,
That looked like pool noodles
Because they ate rice
Which is, of course, nice,
Unless you are a dog
Because they are full of fog
And can't eat anything except that,
Unless it came from a hat
That had sat atop a hill
From where rolled Jack and Jill.
Poor Grommit almost ate a flurry
Because he'd been in a hurry
To get to some geese
Who saved him from eating cheese
He really disliked Brie
'Cause it had been grown on a tree
It looked kinda like a leaf
And for some reason, it liked beef
Even though it didn't have a mouth
It decided to go down south
And stopped at Antarctica.