MILL LUNCH

I put pickles with my dill,

Which is a real, common fill,

Sour, extra sharp,

Like a big toothed carp,

Lunch for my job at the mill.

THE SECRETS OF FABULOUS RANDY

Mr. Randy had a tailor too,

And a man who cut and stitched each shoe,

Dear, old Mrs. Fox,

Knitted Randy's socks,

His coat came from a cow that went "moo".