Peom 3

Where Mack Went

Mack went up,

 Mack went down,

 Mack went all the way to town.

Then he turned and headed back,

That poor Mack was carrying a sack.

That sack, dear me, was full of rats,

The rats, dear me, were wearing caps,

The caps, dear me, was as a stone,

And then the fat cat sat on my phone.

My phone,

 He loaned everything he owned,

All because of Mack and his sack.  

Peom 2

The kitty


The itty bitty kitty,

Flew away to a city,

Where everyone took pity,

 On the committee of salt lake city.

Peom 1

Just The Way It Goes

Popcorn goes pop,

Dogs go woof,

Cats go meow,

Magicians go poof!