Myrna's prose

Once upon a time there was a Myrna. She was trying to hide from fdle.
If I crouch behind this pile of crap.I know they won't see or smell me.
Right after roll call an officer walked by. Oops! He accidentally stepped in the crap and on Myrna's hand.
She saw a turned over garbage can. "I an hide in there my ass (he haw) won't let me out.
Suddenly she saw a dumpster, .she jumped over and in.
Luckily it was filled with shredded papers.
She was hid for another day.
Fdle vowed we're gonna any way.

We love the scent of roses,
And we sniff them through and through,
But we shut down our noses
When a Myrna comes in view.

See what happened! Myrna Peter
Turned into a parking meter
On the curb she stands all day
Wishing dogs would go away

It was a sound,an awful sound,
A sound both sharp and flat,
And high and low and screechy,
Like the shrieking like a cat.
It was a scratchy scrappy sound,
It sunk into my skin.
It was the sound that Myrna make,
When she opens up her uvula

Hickory ****ory dock, aquino was sucking a c××k, the clock struck two, myrna ate his poo, and rolle signed his name in the next block. OOH