CREAM CRACKERED

There was this dirty big hole

That something horrible had made!

Just near the garden shed!

It was ever so round

And ever so big!

I stood there and just scratched my head.

What will I do?

I`m all on my own!

I don`t possess a spade!

Where did all that muck go?

And when the heck was it made?

I shouted for help!!

Then there came a small voice!

Telling me to look over the fence.

And there in the street

A dirty big truck!

Had dumped a big load at my feet!

They are Jacob`s Cream Crackers

The little man said!!

They fell off when the ice made them slip!!

You may have them all

As they are broken you see!

Then, he proceeded to tip!

If you mix them with muck

They`ll become rather stuck!

Like cement again it will be.

It will plug that big hole

And again please the eye!

Then he turned and he waved to me!!

I shouted " but who made that hole?

I`m begging to know.

And why Lord did it happen to me?? "