Barnaby Smudge holds a grudge
Against anything simple to read.
He’ll create a big smear and make unclear
Important words, guaranteed.
For example, as a tyke I got a bike
That my dad had to assemble from parts
But Barnaby’s messing kept my dad guessing
And I wound up with modern art.
When I tried to bake a birthday cake
the recipe called for “two eggs”
but he had it rigged so I read it as “twigs”
and the cake looked like it had legs.
So it’s no wonder that I don’t like the guy,
As he splotches words with a devious smirk
I’ll make myself perfectly clear and tell you right here
I think he’s just a big jerk.