Dear Mr.Jeeb!
He'll never cross his feet
For he's sure he be untied
And that he'll skip a beat
Suspicious Mr.Jeeb
He always wears a scarf
But it's 102 degrees
One pebble in his pocket
A pepper in the other
They cancel out each other
So he'll never get in troubled
Promiscuous Mr.Jeeb
Surgically webbed his feet
He'll never cross his toes
Next goes the nose
He takes his needle
And his thread
And slowly sews