At the edge of the path,
was a large orange bath.
Inside stared Abe Lincon,
while I stared back just simply blinkin.
With a huff and a puff he tried to blow me away,
but I pulled out a kiwi and said i'm here to stay!
In rage he grew the wings of a parakeet, and flew up to the sun to get deli meat.
He blew it up like a ballon,
while his Grandma said "You're a loon!"
