Really Awful Gasconade

 

GASCONADE

I am so very clever,
And I am so very wise
That I resolved, whatever,
That I would reach the skies, 

I got a lot of soda pop,
And shook all bottles till
The bubbles tried to blow each top –
And swigged them with a will. 

Inflation set in badly,
I swelled like a balloon,
And thus was rising madly
Above cloud-level, soon! 

Next, lemonade some difference made;
The fizz came in a jet;
And with this help from gas-con*-ade,
I got to higher yet. 

My brilliance is outstanding,
And genius so high
No wonder I am landing
So far up in the sky! 

It, too, becomes my duty
On record now to go
That I am filled with beauty –
Just so that you all know. 

Alas, I’m also hosting
A modesty extreme;
Of doing any boasting
I’d never, ever, dream! 

*An’ I count this as I-tally-Anne for ‘with’, even if it is a bit of a con.  At least it isn’t with prose! 

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