A Charming Chalk

6005--bearswithbasketWhile walking in the dovey dark

I heard the song of the wooden ark.

 

Then gazing up at the pecan pie

I saw some lisping crowds go by.

 

The blowing of the knobby knees

started swaying the cheddar cheese;

 

and as the perfect pun slipped west

I headed for my comb to rest.

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