There was a young person of Keel,
Who ate a whole rotten cheese wheel;
He stank for a year,
And was not allowed near,
His beloved hometown of Keel.
There was a young lady whose ears,
Could hear every wish through the years;
She shouted back,
“If you want it, attack!”
That bothered young lady with ears.
There was an old person whose beard,
Turned twiggy and had to be sheared;
Lest he become a tree,
And leave his family,
For a life in the woods – Oh, that beard!