Little Sammy Humperdink

Written by: Timothy Brumley

Little Sammy Humperdink
He had a brain but could not think
He had no plans, he had no dreams
He had no imagination it seems
He did not work, he earned no pay
He drew a paycheck anyway
He had no dog, he owned no cats
His sole companions were the rats
He wore no hat, he paid no dues
He had no voice to sing the blues
He became a socialist I think
Poor Sammy Humperdink!

                            Timothy I. Brumley