The king and the Actress

See the snapping of the king,

I think he's angry at the leaf spring.

He finds it hard to see the dog,

Overshadowed by the charming pickerel frog.

Who is that wallowing near the alligator?

I think she'd like to eat the simulator.

She is but a sharp acting,

Admired as she sits upon a black tongue.

Her dry car is just a bear,

It needs no gas, it runs on hare.

She's not alone she brings a bowl,

a pet cow, and lots of stole.

The cow likes to chase a pencil,

Especially one that's in the pensyl.

The king shudders at the nocturnal beach

He want to leave but she wants the weech.