Knock, Knock

Knock, Knock

On my street there’s a door standing all on its own
With nothing beside or behind
Just an unspecial door on an unspecial street
Yet it’s truly a one of a kind

Someone knocks, Door opens
Then the queue moves up one
Someone knocks, Door opens
And they’re still having fun.

I saw Olive, a tank and a slow little sloth
I met Candace and Doris too
Plus a lettuce, a pencil, and a bathtub with Dwayne
And the cow with her ultra-loud “moo”.

Knock, knock. Who is there?
Doris. Doris who?
Doris locked. Let me in.
Ha! To the back of the queue.

Knock, knock. Who is there?
Candice. Candice who?
Candice joke get worse?
Ha! To the back of the queue.

Knock, knock. Who is there?
It’s Dwayne. Dwayne who?
Dwayne the bathtub, I’m dwowning.
Ha! To the back of the queue.

But Door’s getting bored with the creatures repeating
Dwayne and Candace to name a few
But there’s one irksome pest that is worse than the rest
It’s that pesky interrupting co…

MOOOOOOO!

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