I like dorky poetry

I like dorky poetry
Some flimmy flammy flow-etry
I shout it when I climb a tree
That I like dorky poetry

I like dorky poetry

it's filling for the soul in me

And here on land and out at sea

I'm a swashbuckling mate-y

I like super-crazy rhymes

(To tell the truth they are sublime)

So when I swing upon a vine

I shout: "I love a dorky rhyme!"

It's better than biology

Easier than interferometry

More real than eating tofurkey

More sane than scientology

More than a boat upon the Rhine

More than a tale about a swine

More than a prickly porcupine

I love a dorky snorky rhyme"

So join me please of this I'd pray

That you and I with words can play

On Monday straight to Saturday

And in the end we say "Hurray!"