Poor Bob

The guy named Bob

Was very poor

He never had a job

So his home had no door

His home’s a box

It’s dirty brown

It smells like a fox

That’s been in town

He only has a penny

And it’s his best friend

He calls it Jenny

Even though it has a bend

Today he’s rich

With lots of money.

He has a new niche

But still calls his Jenny, “Little Honey.”

By Monica