Typically Luke Poem 10 - MAD PROFESSOR LUKE
Mixing a little potion here and there
Something strange is stinking
Why did they buy Luke that chemistry set?
What on earth where they thinking?
Nothing good can come of it
There will be trouble down the road
It is only a matter of time
Before we hear something explode
Luke is mixing potions
His formulas he perfects
I know he’ll want us to drink some
To see the side effects
We’ll all be covered in spots or something
Or all have bright blue hair
But now Luke is the mad professor
I don’t think he will care.
For that project is over for him
Those plans have now been hurled
Now he is onto bigger things
To one day take over the world..........Mwahahahah
Copyright © Gary Wayne Hill | Year Posted 2013
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