Wise Old Owl
Wise Old Owl
Once knew someone who was a wise old owl,
Who on Wheel of Fortune had bought a vowel
And even though seemed like a nitwitted nerd
He did end up putting together each word.
Some letters are missing and were in his mind
And all of his thoughts ended up combined.
No longer would have to play around or mess
So naturally went ahead and took his best guess.
Of course, all of this was perfectly plane to see
And what his answer would end up to be;
Response was correct but after hearing chime,
And, guess what? He ran out of all of his time.
After we had sent out final report called feeder
They said change show name to Follow the Leader,
And after all of his time up had been spent,
He apparently became our audacious President.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
PS. Everyone, email this to Wheel of Fortune for me.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014
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