A Little Mirth

There once was a dog named Patti,
Whose mischevious acts were baddy.
She dug up the grass,
A naughty young lass,
And made her dear owners real saddy.

There once was a boy named Jacob,
Who, in the morning, would wake up.
Piano today,
For baseball to play
And other fun sports to take up.

There once was a girl named Ellie,
Who stared 'till you felt real chilly.
She stared and she stared,
and she stared and she stared,
A scary, young, innocent filly.

There once was babe named Caleb,
Who loved all his stories made up.
You'd tickle his ribs,
He'd laugh in his crib,
And then he'd like throwing his bib up.

There once was a lady named Mummy,
Whose make-up would often look runny.
She did not quite care,
About all her hair,
And that's why it always looks funny.

There once was a fair man named Daddy,
Who liked when him minions were happy.
He loved his honey,
His daughter and sonnies,
And even their puppy named Patti.