Bink & Gollie...
they're so jolly!
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Bink's a shortie
Gollie acts 40!
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Best friends forever
nothing can sever --
not outrageous socks,
nor tripping over rocks;
not difference in height,
nor temporary spite;
not either family tree,
nor lack of royalty;
not crippling stage fright,
nor setting Fred alight;
not withholding pancakes,
nor stretching out in backaches.
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No misunderstanding nor folly
can ever break up Bink & Gollie!
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(Based on all three "Bink & Gollie" books together;
by Kate DiKamillo, Alison McGhee, and Tony Fucile)
I knew this lady named Mackenzie McGhee
who loved St. Patrick's Day and drinks for free,
so she Irish-danced for beer
and got all the guys to leer...
she showed a lot of green: Fiddle-de-dee!
You keep appearing in my dreams like Freddy, trying to dissolve them
You feignedly pose as kryptonite to my Superman
If we were in a movie, you would be the villain and, of course, I would be the hero
Yes!
You're like a minuscule Mr. McGhee to my Incredible Hulk
You faintly appear as a STOP sign when my light
shines a vibrant green
GO!
Yes, I am going like that midnight train to Georgia with no fright
Steadfastly plodding my course of destiny toward that glorious morning light
I see you, Michael, just lurking behind trees
You want me shaking in my boots and pleading down on my knees
But I'm a victor so begging and pleading are not part of me
Onward I will travel toward my beautiful destiny
A diamond in the rough, once-dull surface is now shining brightly
Keep the reel rolling as the plot thickens
Oh yes! I'm writing my masterpiece line by line; just call me Mr. Dickens
As my character effortlessly aggrandizes
There you are still lurking and wishing for my demise
But like the mighty 'Phoenix' out of ashes, I rise!
No surprise! For it is true, I rise. Yes, I RISE!