There was a sexy mama that wore shades
with lenses as dark as the ace of spades...
When Ice came to play we all cheered
Then it got hot and we all feared...
There was a new member called dance
Whose fan's were sort of in a trance...
Missing Link
You know Frankee's nickname is Link...
There was a blonde bad-ass called homie
who told me she would like to know me...
There once was a lass who cooked a Limerick
The kosher stew was so wise witty and thick...
There was a gamer chic called fry
whose advancing skills caught my eye...
I stare at the pale green screen
where no one is ever mean...
I just cannot believe it
The way people stare at me...
(i find this really humorous)
And I wrote a poem about a poem that I was going...
If there was but a butterfly race
Not on the ground but in Outerspace...
I often wondered
Why it must be...