Lived a chemist, Andy Wright. Home he'd sit, a-watching Homer Simpson, Crying in his beer every night. Susan was his roommate dear; Anna was charading in Revere. |
Of the nerd who rose above the rabble. She e-mailed to ask him out to dinner; They went out and played a lot of Scrabble. Triple word scores every night ;-) She had found her Mr. Wright. |
For to meet the Clan of Choi. His butt was pinched and he passed muster, They proclaimed him such a nice goy. So here we are at Bucksteep Manor Wishing well to Andy and Anner. |