There once was a man, they called brave <br />Who indwelled in a hole, called a grave... <br />Well, being the host <br />To many a ghost, <br />He arranged a big bash, called a rave <br /> <br /> <br />There once was a man, called a knave <br />Who indwelled in a hole, called a cave... <br />Not being too keen <br />About keeping it clean... <br />Well, he took on a wife, called a slave <br /> <br /> <br />There once was a man with a stave <br />Who indwelled in a holy enclave... <br />Maintaining a grin <br />While absolving the sin, <br />He assessed wicked tales and forgave <br /> <br /> <br />There once was a monk with a wave <br />Who desired a head with a shave... <br />The barber was such <br />That she cut back too much <br />Thereby leaving his globus concave <br /> <br /> <br />There once was a man in the nave, <br />Although pious he could not behave... <br />They paid him no mind, <br />'Caus his name was maligned, <br />Simply being a sinner to save <br /> <br /> <br />There once was a man quite depraved <br />A voluptuous life was thus craved... <br />Well, continuous sin <br />Ended doing him in - <br />On his tombstone they carved ‘Misbehaved'<br /><br />Terry O'Leary<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-once-was-a-man-3/
