SOME PEOPLE ARE BORN NOT TO TWITTER

Some people are not born to twitter,
Because their thoughts are always bitter,
And, to no ones surprise,
Many who twitter tell lies,
Like the ecology ones who leave litter.

THE MONSTER RAT LIMERICK 2

A monster rat grabbed on my knee,
I had to struggle to get free,
He ate all my cheese,
He's loaded with fleas,
I wish the rat would let me be.

THE SINGING WEASEL

There was a weasel named Willie Hark,
He couldn't weasel but, sang like a lark,
He wouldn't hunt prey,
He would croon all day,
His pantry then looked really stark.