A Poem - by Blondie

Hyperbolville

by 

Blondie

  If you like  hyperbole, now here's a place you'll like to see

It is just north of Potato hill, a very small town called

Hyperbolville.

If you rip your mother's  blouse,

She'll put you inside your puppy's doghouse!

And when the clouds get big and gray,

 Dogs and cats will start to spray

down from the sky, throughout the day.

If you study without break,

Your work becomes a piece of cake!

And if your sad you'll turn bright bue,

and then your spirits need renew.

But before you go,

You'll find out soon, that this

Is the PERFECT place

for you!