There once was a tourist named Clark. On vacation he chose to embark. When his GPS died, He drove into the tide, And had to get help from a shark. I don’t normally recommend asking sharks for directions but this one proved to be helpful.
A Twitter bot started a fight. And gave human users a fright. To spread fear and destain, Was the evil bot’s aim. Devision filled it with delight.
It is possible to go too far. There once was a woman named Jean. She did nothing but vacuum and clean. She scrubbed the walls and the floor, Until her house was no more, And nothing of it could be seen.
Sree was allergic to cake, To be near one was a mistake. When temptation came, He could not refrain, And he’d end up with a nasty outbreak.
Andrew was stuck in a meeting. That was nothing but endless repeating. He attempted to stay, But did not have all day. So he ended up just retreating.
An oppressive and unceasing rain, Was driving this writer insane. Though she chose this battle, When she moved to Seattle, It’s not something she’d do again.
An octopus needing some tea, Ventured away from the sea. But the price of a chai, Was four dollars too high, So she went home and made some for free.
Work left Darsh no time to rest. He decided to take a plane west. For California he pined, To relax and unwind, But the tourist tax left him more stressed.
There once was a fellow named Pete. Who was religiously neat. When a visitor cruised, Inside wearing shoes, The germaphobe cut off his feet. Really, Pete, you could have asked politely.
A terrier covered in flour, Refused to step into the shower. A burglar he’d fight, The mailman he’d bite. But from water he’d run off and cower.