Anon E. Moose, a friend from Iowa, sent this poem to me as a way to cheer me up as her town begins to deal with the horrendous task of cleaning up from the Iowa floods.
There once was a cancer named Dion
Who attacked Matt's friend Leon
On Leon he hopped
So he had to be stopped
Dion will be gone and Matt will move on
Matt's prognosis is great
Caren's help is first rate
Matt thinks his doctors are tops
Soon no more raindrops
And Matt and Caren will celebrate
Whew the rain will soon end
Matt will be on the mend
This bad poem will be done.
Matt and Caren have won!
And Matt will cheer with his friends!
Anon E. Moose will be the first to admit the poem is not stellar, but in my book it gets the Pulitzer.
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