This is the other "funny" poem/rhyme I put together some time ago.
:A SMALL STORY
BY PHILL WILLIAMS
IN A VERY SMALL HOUSE IN A VERY SMALL TOWN
LIVED A VERY SMALL MAN AND HIS NAME WAS BROWN
THE STREET WAS SMALL AND HIS DOG WAS SMALL
BUT THE MAN NEXT DOOR WAS VERY, VERY TALL
“MY NAME IS ED”, THE TALL MAN SAID
“BUT MY HOUSE IS SMALL, SO I BUMP MY HEAD”
“WELL THAT’S A SHAME, MY NAME IS BROWN
IF I CAN HELP, I WONT LET YOU DOWN”
“WELL, THAT’S VERY KIND, MR BROWN”, SAID ED
“I NEED SOME HELP TO CARRY THIS BED…
THE STAIRS ARE STEEP AND THE BED IS LONG
BUT IF YOU HELP I’LL SING A SONG”
AND SO ED AND BROWN BECAME BIG FRIENDS
AND THEY TALK EACH NIGHT AS THE LONG DAY ENDS
IN THE LITTLE STREET IN A LITTLE TOWN
WHERE ED SINGS SONGS FOR MR BROWN
IN A LITTLE GARDEN IN THE SUMMER SUN
THEY SIT AND TALK AND SING THEIR SONGS
AND THEIR WIVES ARE HAPPY TO SEE THE FRIENDS
AS THEY CHAT ACROSS THE GARDEN FENCE
ED HAS A SON, BROWN HAS ONE TOO
AND THEY PLAY TOGETHER, AS CHILDREN DO
NOW ED LIKES HIS HOME THAT IS SO SMALL
HE STILL BANGS HIS HEAD AS HE WALKS THROUGH THE DOOR
AND BROWN IS SETTLED WITH HIS WIFE AND CHILD
AND HIS FRIEND NEXT DOOR IN THE LITTLE TOWN
