Don’t Fake Out The Optometrist

Henrietta Hawk thought glasses were cool

So she failed her eye test on purpose at school

She knew she’d gain fame

In her new horn-rimmed frames

And lenses like bottles of Coke

Henrietta flapped her mighty wings

And soared up to the sun

She spied a varmint down below

She thought, “Time to have some fun”

She ducked her head and began to fall

New frames shining bright

Her body picked up tremendous speed

As she tucked her wings in tight

Lightning like she dove

The defenseless rat nearly caught

However Henrietta met her end

For the ground was much closer than she thought

Or as seen through her new lens

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