Once upon an end, there was no story.
But instead there was a beagle named Corey.
One day he decided to go on a journey,
To see if he could find a guy named Sanders Bernie.
Well, he found Sanders Bernie all right,
but he didn't know it quite yet that night.
But all of a sudden there was a "BAM!"
"This makes no sense!" Corey said.
Bernie said, "Not 'sposed to. It's SPAM!
If it does, well then . . . OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!"
Very well done, Indeed you have not lied!
But suddenly I have to jump in and oblige!
For you see I am quite good with poetic words,
Even to the point where they sound so absurd!
So here I go, get yourself ready, no time to lose!
I got to come up with a wonderful poem or prose!
Just give me a second, maybe a minute or two,
I'll think of something eventually as I type to you!
Now what could it be? What could I possibly offer?
That would be worthy to say it puts smiles in a coffer?
I must be a blockhead for nothing seems to arise,
So maybe at least I can say something to sympathize.
I'm glad you're part of this glorious family called CCGR,
I'm proud to be in it as well because it's taking us so far!
And I'm glad that our readers get to smile and to chuckle!
For we all have grand skills, yet mine seems to buckle.
If God is my Pilot and fully in control of the flight, I guess that makes me a Steward on the plane. How may I serve you?