Poem
Sloppity Sue
Humor Literature Creativity
I once knew a girl by the name (this is true)
Of Slippity Sloppity Sluppity Sue.
So incredibly fat, she might have been two,
For Sue loved to eat and would eat all in view.
One day with delight, rowing home after crew,
She spied a gigantic pot, a bubbling brew,
Which could have fed hundreds and smelled distinctly like stew.
As you might well have guessed knowing Sue as you do
This pot she did mount, an act she would rue,
For she slipped on the lid, twirled and fell through
Into…not food at all, but shoe-making glue!
Now I know it is easy to make fun of poor Sue
Who is no longer a person, just a big ball of goo,
But beware if you’re one who likes eating for two
Or it could be slippity sloppity sluppity you.