A balding billygoat
Bought a new billy-weave,
Now he’s happy as a lonely coral who joined a reef.
A homeless cuckoo
Asked for the time,
And found a roof in a clock that now he calls “mine.”
My hooks were a mess
Till I hung’em on a hook,
My nooks all misplaced, then I stored’em in a nook.
So asking and acting
Proves, as you can see:
“If it’s going to be, it’s up to me.”