Nasty rhymes meet free time.
I would wager,That the very first wheel,(Built by those who dared);Was only considered ground-breaking,Because it was more of a square.
How does an ATM work? It must be more than science.To churn out cash on demand. My, what a nifty appliance!Perhaps it’s magic — with enchanted cogs and levers;Or alchemy of the highest kind. Maybe a Jewish beaver?
“They’re taking the hobbits to Isengard”,Said Legolas of the Woodland Realm.They picked up the pace and continued the chase,While Gimli cursed under his helm.
Past midday, sometime soon after lunch,Eyelids grow heavy and you have a hunch,That your old friend Sleep will soon come calling;You try to resist, but can’t help nodding.
“A rabbit? A hat?” I can do better than that,Said the magician to the crowd.So conjure he did, a primordial squid.In a sea of applause, they all drowned.