There once was an ugly Argentinean,
Who fell through my roof.
Many thought he was quite stupid.
Me? I just thought him aloof.
When I asked of his name,
The lad stood there with a grimace,
As though frozen, every feature unfautless.
Then a Dwarf looked down the rather large hole,
And said, "Sid! You didn't even break that bowl!"
I then noticed where he was standing,
In ballerina pose,
While I recite this unsightly prose.
As I look back on the ridiculous event,
Staring back with a load of contempt,
If anything else, he was weird.
But you should have seen his great blue beard!
It had green and red mice!
A score them, a thrice twice!
Then something happened even weirder,
A girl called me something of a prat,
Looking in every relation to a rat!
Coming from a girl with a dusty, feather-plumed hat!
Then that ugly Argentinean,
(I didn't like him very much)
He came right out,
And said he was Dutch!
