There was once a young girl named Sally,
Whose passion was salto mortale,
She'd twirl in the air her great derrière,
And all would enjoy the finale.
There was once a young man named Kuba,
Who was quite enamoured with scuba,
His quite last remark (while devoured by a shark):
"Well, at least I weren't playing no tuba!"
There was once a girl, Patty Boister,
Who opted to live in a cloister
Her chastity vows she just couldn't rouse,
When the grocery man popped her oyster.