Ms. Musttell

A goosey loon served as the public voice

but wasn't necessarily the public choice

 

In Caplinkaville the paper

flowed with grammatical errors,

misspelled names, and other

assorted editorial terrors

 

The Caplinkaville Eavesdrop

Newspaper was holey true

and always printed events

when they were far from new

 

Although the reporters

were punctual and precise

their stories were often mutilated 

in the editor's device

 

Ms. Bobo Musttell was the

goosey loon's name

and printing trouble

was her very favorite game

 

She'd sit crouched 

over her tiny letter keys

looking like someone

who was searching for fleas

 

Her fingers would scurry 

across the lead-poured typeset

as her eyes reflected

her instigating mindset

 

Her scratchy aged voice

cracked out her decrees

yet all the time she was infatuated

with her little letter keys

 

Through morning and night

she labored at her post,

ignoring her eggs she

should have looked after most

 

One morning she was 

found stiff-dead at her desk,

frozen in time and 

looking rather statuesque 

 

Over her keys, 

lo she was still crouched

"lead poisoning the cause,"

the coroner vouched

 

Although many thought

overworking did her in

the tiny letter keys

were found in her abdomen

 

Caplinkavillites knew the news

was for the birds

they just never realized Ms. Musttell

made a meal of her words