A new poem style to try! There once was a girl from Chicago who wanted to learn how to bongo. But she was quite bad and her neighbors got mad and so she left long ago. I once had a terrible itch that nagged so much I did twitch. So I began to scratch until my nail did catch and I didn't know which problem to fix. Deep in a swamp was a gator who wanted to be something greater. And so she did swim in a river so dim that soon she need a locator. (Prompt by me) Photo source