Wait and sit quietly and you will soon be in tip top shape
Just don't speak too much or they will consider you late
I've fixed many things
Even fixed ones bad luck
But the side affect is that she turned into a duck
No worries now dear
I've come far from then
Now its no longer a duck
but rather a hen
Don't worry about pain
You've got nothing to fear
Just make sure not to scream because the others can hear
Don't tell me of my talents
I am more than well aware
And no,
my accent is not from Delaware
Now zip up your lips
And sit there up straight
Because my tools are out and this transformation can't wait.
November 29, 2017
YOU ARE READING
Aggressively Distant
PoetryRiddles aren't fun if they are burnt out too soon. Enjoy the game. I know I will too.
