monorhyme for fun

Why oh why asked Old Lady Spry Do they always die without saying bye? Her husband Kai let out a loud sigh Put eggs on high that he was trying to fry This is a true story, assured my neighbor Vi Kai’s omelet included warm cheese of brie. I knew it right away, ‘cause I am sort of a spy. I can see in their window if I really try. Their house is a bit of a challenge, a real pigsty. This is almost the full truth; I rarely tell a lie. Persnickety Lady Spry winks and always says “hi”. She gave my husband a Santa Christmas tie. It was nothing the old hag had to go out and buy. Repurposed from her deadbeat ex-husband Cy. Vi then gave us a good-bye, for she had to fly. Heading to Canada with Ty, her new guy. He’s super sweet, backwards, and weirdly shy But I might be in love with this goof-pot said Vi. She falls in love fast had stated Old Lady Spry. This is the truth, my friends, for I do not lie.