December 7, 2025
For the contest,"Super Suessy," by Benjamin Bartley
My name is Fibber Mouse Flat bush McGee Yep, That's me, next to that waterspout I got this name because you see They got down to two names and ran out It's OK, I don't really mind that much because if there'd been even one person less I'd be called Sonny Snakeskin at lunch and that name's even harder, I guess What good is a name anyhow? It's not like I'm Mildred Louise Cow who walks around with nose in a cloud Because she got a double name somehow. You know, sometimes it's hard to be a mouse Everyone thinks we're going to eat their house And I bet being a snake isn't easy any day People see you, then scream and run away. Anyhow, here's the deal, from now on: If you're looking for Fibber, he's gone. You can call me F.F.B. Mouse McGee instead Don't worry, it won't go to my head!
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