Forgive me, but this tale has some holes.
Ah, I found a spawn of tiny little tadpoles.
In minature, they swam in tiny little ocean.
See, I had this idea, a real sharing notion.
I wished for you to see this wiggly, too.
So I hauled him indoors to save for you.
Well, I watched him in fascination all day,
at his cute wiggly way, a cute wiggly way.
But my eyes soon got too heavy from it.
This slow wiggler sure weren't no comet.
Made me a sleepyhead. So I went to bed,
and him still bobbing next to my bedstead.
I got him, and proud I figured how to do it.
I never thunk on something coming from it.
Surprise at sunrise! I squinted in the eye
at this grinning Prince-hunk by my side!
So, sweety, the rest of this "bye-bye-git"
might go easier for ya if I hummmmmm it!
I am really sorry to write this, dear John.
It ain't always this easy dumping ya, Hon.