[MR] The Duke in the Hat

[Lord Mungoe]

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"Pickle juice, if its cold, is pretty tasty

when your hot and your mouth is all pasty."

Said the Duke while sitting on a pastry.

Twas a silly thing to do, and the Duches said she thought he was a foo

Since pastry mad the Duke go Achoo.

"When my crown gets hot and heavy

and my mouth is like vinyl in a hot Chevy

there is only one thing I want to do!

I hipity hop to the Fridge, jumpin on the table like a bridge

While the Duchess wails hooty hoo.

The jar of gerkins in my hand, I dance like in a band

and off to the yard I go.

Cause I can eat them in my car, while driving to the bar

Or eat them in my hat, the Duches would not like that

and if they are hot I can say they are not

Cause I am a Duke and that is my lot

I can eat them in a Procession Train

Or at the last Crown, Oy the rain.

I can eat them in a box, or with a red fox

(Unfortunatly, ebonwulf would not fit here.)

Eat them in the Moose lodge, or down in the Bog

Maybe with a Bedford.............NAHHHHHH

since pickle envy is bad, he he,  wink wink, and nod nod.

Green eggs and ham are not period this is true

And if pickle were I would be quite blue."

The Duchess smaked the Duke upon the ducal rear

for the kitchen was a mess from the dancing peer

"Take your pickles and hat

off into the back

were nothing can interfer

A mess you made, my kitchen you invade

and saying "Light" is not funny after I struck your rear."

So Dukems hopped out in the yard to pout,

but the pout only lasted a short time once he was out.

Jar of pickles to the left, stash of beer to the right

Made everything go alright.