Bnote # 149 – Toddler Times: One Book, Two Books, Red Book, Blue Book

Our story will follow the Kingdom of Skradd,
And a Skradd named O’Marlowe Le Donkey McDad.
His job was to read every book to the Queen,
Her majesty Bailey Brunhilda Von Bean.

She liked to read fifty-three books every day,
And McDad received little to nothing in pay.
Some days he read books by a mother named Goose,

But always read lots by some doctor named Seuss.

She’d throw him a book, slam it down with a plunk.

And three times out of ten he’d get hit in the junk.
All those Skradds down in Skraddville, on days like that say,
McDad’s swollen nads grew three sizes that day.

If there are to be any future McDad’s

He needs to avoid getting hit in those nads.

But nut shot or not, McDad had to go on,
And stifle his screams till the pain was all gone.

For if he did not read that next book quite quickly,

The queen yelled a howl that would make one quite sickly.

You better start reading that tome that you took,

Or suffer the screams of “BOOK BOOK BOOK BOOK BOOK!”

So they enter the realm of a certain feline,

Who wears a sombrero with red and white lines.

Or a nasty green fellow who’s very unhappy,

And decides to become the new Christmas theft chappie.

Or read about Sneetches, both plain and with stars,

Who now aren’t concerned with the stars upon thars.

Or read about fish who are red or are blue,

And swim by in sums numbering one and then two.

He attempted reading Fox in Socks,
But could not read it in a box.
He could not read it in a house,
He could not read it with a mouse.
It tied his tongue so tight, my dear,

He couldn’t read for half a year.

At least that’s what he told the Queen,

Her majesty Bailey Brunhilda Von Bean.

While reading those books he WAS at his best,

But sometimes his tongue just needs a short rest.