When I wrote this years ago, I thought of it as a children’s poem, but I’ve since decided it’s a little too dark for children, so I’m classifying it as one of the “Other Things”.
“Fowl Foul Play”
Mother Goose was quite the bird!
She wrote the best poems ever heard,
of Mother Hubbard, Jack and Jill,
and how those two went up the hill.
But did you know, one Christmas Eve,
while she wrote poems, I do believe,
a tap came at poor Mother’s door.
Thereafter — she was seen no more!
“Foul play” was certain, yes indeed.
That was something all agreed,
for Mother’s apron soon was found
with her small specs upon the ground.
It is believed, that Christmas Day,
that poor, stuffed goose just baked away.
Her poems live on and can’t be beat,
yet gooses don’t — cause them you eat!
The Lonely Meatball 
Awesome 👍🏻
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Probably depends on the age of the kid, lol. I liked it.
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I’m glad you did! Like I said, it’s dark, but I’ve always found it funny.
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Yeah. It’s not too bad, though. I know my 14 year old grandson would get a kick out of it.
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Ok so if we are going on “dark” as not being suitable for children then we need to remove most of the fairy tales and pretty much all things Disney. 😂
great fun !
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I guess you have a point there. It’s just that eating Mother Goose on Christmas Day felt like I was crossing two lines. I thought (pun intended) it was possibly in poor taste!
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😂
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