BARRY OWNS A BEASTIE

Barry owns a beastie and Barry named him Little Lee,

Barry found Little Lee in the swamps, eating tic and flea,

Do not know where to begin,

Barry now has clean, nice skin,

The beastie keeps Barry clean;  clings to Barry like a tree.

MY NEW HOME IN THE WOODS

I was given a key for the front and the back,

But there's no doors, or doorknobs, on my lean-to shack,

There's a hanging blanket front door,

Inside, in places there's floor,

Backdoor, is old tires in a stack.