Ieary The Sprite
Furious was Ieary the sprite
Furious he was with servant White
For White was a fool and opened a door
A cracked door on the third floor
The door had things very rare
Things which can't be found in a nightmare
So Ieary the sprite
Was right to strike servant White.
The beast was mad and ravaged the land
Occasionally resting in the sand
It kept invading time after time
Yet it was as a mime,
No one paid it much attention
And put those who did in detention.
Furious he was with servant White
For White was a fool and opened a door
A cracked door on the third floor
The door had things very rare
Things which can't be found in a nightmare
So Ieary the sprite
Was right to strike servant White.
The beast was mad and ravaged the land
Occasionally resting in the sand
It kept invading time after time
Yet it was as a mime,
No one paid it much attention
And put those who did in detention.