Have You Ever Hidden An Ide Before

Have You Ever Hidden an Ide Before? To where would I be riding and abiding? If and when I ran over a Glad Tiding Who had forgotten to bring his starch Then turned out being in an ide of March. I never have had an ide before But taken for ride and ended up sore Then when I marched into an ide He and I crushed together and did collide. Then when the ide became my idol What would be hos omnipotent title But when you lied and are an ide Where will you be able to abide? Could see ide was approaching shore And not sure what he was looking for Was it me not bright and being so dumb So an ide someday will soon become. What if I had been an ide honest and true? Would I still be loved by all of you? Can you really believe this for real Ide was determined to be ideal And of whole part that was so scary They became Moe, Curly, Terry and Larry. If you read this poem that I have done You probably would be the only one Who left your falsies in a frosted fridge Then was thrown from London Bridge. Couldn't resist. Yes, we both are getting excited And one day by Queen may be knighted Being great friends you will be invited And all of England has become disquieted. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet The falsies I was referring to was teeth replacements.