Mrs. Lynn McNugget.

A-tisket, A- tasket.
A black and gold casket.
"So long you old Ferret!"
cried old Mrs Lynn McNugget.

He won't eat his omelet,
now he plays with the maggots.
All the while she fidgets,
and fiddles with her secret.

His death was made private,
and everything in his wallet,
not forgetting all the karat,
to get herself a Parrot.


Aiman Nazirmuddin said...

nice one. :)

ieraLEE said...

hey. thanks.

alang said...

cool writing on the wall.
keep on writing, or you will stall.
or stop you will, at the wall.