Elsie is currently like this,
A one eye you can't miss.
I guess at least people will stop and stare,
For that horrid thing is truly rare.
But what can one do,
With an eye that belongs in a zoo,
Right between the huge pile of elephant poo,
And the port a pottie loo?
Why with technology today,
She can join the two eyed fray.
But there are only certain donors out there,
All of which were tracked down to show at my lair.
Who looks like he is about to choke.
Man eyes for her,
Oh that'd surely make her words slur.
Between each one take flight.
The glasses come free,
So she can look like some old bitty.
Would give her a younger disguise.
Too bad the wrinkles would show,
And everyone would know.
Could surely tell lies.
As she has to stare to the sky,
Once again with the eyes of a guy.
And can seduce a creep.
But they can't move one bit,
So she'd be known as the staring nitwit.
And they come in bulk.
So just incase they pop,
She can get more with a quick pit stop.
Or maybe a quick shove.
As no one wants to put up with a whiner,
They'd leave her out behind a diner.
But she may get some lice.
As they make her face grow hair,
Then she could join the circus being oh so rare.
And finally her last option,
Is a cat eye adoption.
But sadly this one was tested before,
And now the person is blind at their shore.
For you don't mess with a cat,
And be all nice to Pat.
Or you get the stink eye,
And I make you fry.
Now wasn't that fun? I wonder which one old one eye will get done? I bet the angry eyes would come in handy now, as she could be having a cow. Such fun at my sea and surely causes me glee. But even with two eyes in her view, she'll always be a one eyed lass to my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.