This is my funny

poem you see

about Schmekel and Clekel McGee

and with their dog Freckle

they made three

What a trio they made

Schmekel with his hats

He wore to the store

And Clekel with his tats

How he always wanted more

Freckle just chased the cats

And hoped for a bone to score

Every summer they

would go to the fair

and Schmekel would

always win a stuffed bear

Clekel would not try

No, he would not dare

And Freckle would always

Get cotton candy stuck in his hair

Schmekel threw darts

At a balloon

While Freckle

Chased a raccoon

Clekel walked around

Looking at the moon

It was always full

During June

So, the trio went home

And Schmekel wanted

An ice cream cone

Clekel needed to use

His cell phone

And all Freckle wanted

Was a bone…