Blah, blah, blah, blah black sheep.
Baked in a pie.
It made me wonder why.
The teacher said, “Curds and whey are healthier!
Than all that fat and lean!"
It made the children laugh and play.
The teacher was so mean.
Jill and I ran up the hill
To escape the taunting cries.
We ran back down.
After seeing an old lady swallowing flies.
I think the eensy weensy spiders were next.
This whole ordeal makes me perplexed.
Tock tick. Tick tock.
Now this fractured rhyme must stop.