Poem

There once was a merman,

a merman named Ryan, 

who had a fear of going on to land

because of lions.

Once a pterodactyl picked

poor Ryan up as he was flying.

But as Ryan fell and dropped

he realized he wasn't dying.

He had fallen on a roof 

that said Simon's Hardware.

And as he flopped an angry cook

came up to him with a glare.

The cook spoke spanish,

estar and ser.

He kept talking,

wait a minute there.

I forgot to do my spanish homework

Must do it quick.

Type up to Mr. Leibson's Blog

with multiple clicks.

If I don't do it,

I will regret the morning.

I'm getting off this writing

to do my recordings.

(You'd better do it if you haven't so yea.)