Chad, Dan And Stan Poem by Danny Speicher

There were birds in the air over there
Flying in the sun's glare, unaware
The farmer's son and his gun
Plans to shoot one just for fun
And the muzzle's blare did cause despair

All the birds fought to dodge the hot shot
Not to be caught and stuck in a pot
The young son cried, teary-eyed
Wanting their hides to be fried
But, failed at his plot to blot the lot

The boy, Chad, went home to his dad, sad
Sure his dad would be mad at the lad
But, he ran, his old man, Stan
His brother Dan had plan
And, they were very glad that Dan had

So, they went to the pretty city
In their truck, Itty-Bitty Gritty
And they prowled around for foul
Passed owls who started to growl
And singing ditties at six fifty

For at six fifty they found Nifty
Nifty told them where to go, thrifty
So the three found KFC
And agreed in jubilee
That this was thrifty and thanked Nifty

So, in the end, Chad, Dan and, dad, Stan
Went home and tomorrow's plan began
They'd drive down into downtown
And look 'round for food, renown
Never again planned to hunt or tan

((Loopy Limericks for Little Lads))

((October 13th,2008))