Dream of Celebrities Ii

Well, here I am again, with my tales from the night before. Just when you thought you heard it all, here I am with more. Remember back in “one” of the tales I told to you, Well please sit back and listen, because here comes number two. Bob Hope and Bing Crosby didn’t make it, they’re on the road. Buster Keaton remained quiet, but communicated in code. The Babe and Lou Gehrig were playing there own game While poor old Gracie Allen could not remember her name. George Washington, yeah he was there, even holding his old axe Until Lizzie Borden came along and took it for some whacks. Lady Godiva was there and I didn’t hear a word she said. Marie Antoinette was there, and not without her head. Ah, there goes Nostradamus, who said the earth would fail. Oh, and there’s the Birdman, who couldn’t keep himself in jail. Poor Ben Franklin looked like he just came in from a storm. Oh, wow, check this out! Hey, Sammie, is that Norm? Louis fourteenth and Robespierre were rehashing their old times. Oh, look, there goes Dr. Seuss. I always loved his rhymes. I even had the chance to ask King Arthur of Guinevere, But that’s when Nostradamus came back and said the end is near. Pope John Paul the second was chatting with Lady Di. I didn’t have the guts to talk to them. I didn’t want to try. Mugsy and Satch came over, from the other side of town. Wilbur and Orville were there, but couldn’t stay on the ground. Too many of these famous people, to say that they know me Therefore, from this poem, now, I will really have to flee. But, if I get the time to write more of this , you see Then please check back, again, for this poem, number three.