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
