Monique
The Unique
Runs a boutique
On the Caribbean island of Martinique.

The chic Monique
Is breathtakingly sleek
As she gracefully operates on Street St.
  Dominique
Her little shop from week to week.

Her clientele think it grand and sweet
To visit her and buy from her line
  complete
Of merchandise rare and neat,
And they love the way that she will
  greet

Them. Monique the Unique is a thrill
For all her shoppers for she can fill
Each one of them with a joy
Inexpressible with whatsoever no
  alloy.

Monique the Unique is by far
The most beautiful star
To ever enhance this little world of
  ours
With her lovely charm-filled powers.

     Monique the Unique --
     Elle est magnifique!

I shall rue the day
  When men wax froward,
And all one can say,
  Is, it pays to be a coward.

As we repair to the workroom
To continue the repair of Mathilda's broom,
       Let us keep nigh in mind
          Our main objective, namely: ---
       To keep refined
          The weird sisters three, respectively; ---
             For, in this way only
     Can we hope to attain
             Our weather-beaten status lowly
     In the witches' domain.

Citizen A conspired with Citizen C
To overthrow the Government, don't you see?
Together with Citizens B, D, and E,
They were going to topple "The Land of the Free".
When Citizens G, H, and I
Got into the act, it became a piece of pie!  -----
Washington fell like there was no tomorrow;
Such was why Citizens X, Y, and Z had felt such great sorrow.
   Be that as it may, howe'er, and tho not to make you very weary,
   This, indeed, is, (or was), the Conspiracy Theory!

My name is Lying Tongue.
I have done nothing wrong.
    I prevaricate and prevaricate
    Because of Truth! whom I hate.
With Truth I have tried to make
        amends,
But he refuses to be friends!

I have traveled the world over:
Paris, Moscow, Tokyo, Dover ---
    Everywhere! --- I've been received
        with open arms;
    People just love for my charms;
That's why, with Truth, I will never see
Why he won't shake hands with me.

As it is, tho, I am happy with my fate;
Why, I really haven't got a single
        complaint.
     O sure, with Truth I'd love a truce,
     But I'm not about to be a dumb
        moose.
So, in a nutshell, then, all in all, I have
        brung
Peace, peace, and MORE peace, or my
        name ain't Lying Tongue.

Fancy Nancy
   Went to the ball
Wearin' high-heeled shoes
   And lookin' real tall,

When in walked a beggar
    Lookin' for help,
When no one came forward
    He started to yelp,

And poor Fancy Nancy,
    She got all disconcerted,
She threw off her shoes
    And the ball she deserted.