Sunday afternoon poetry

This is for anyone who’s struggled to keep up with the Labour leadership contest, whether currently at the Auckland meeting or not.

Too Many Daves

by Dr. Seuss

Did I ever tell you that Mrs. McCave

Had twenty-three sons and she named them all Dave?

Well, she did. And that wasn’t a smart thing to do.

You see, when she wants one and calls out, “Yoo-Hoo!

Come into the house, Dave!” she doesn’t get one.

All twenty-three Daves of hers come on the run!

This makes things quite difficult at the McCaves’

As you can imagine, with so many Daves…

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