(doggerel)childhood Memories Poem by WES Vogler

Too-Too... Gub-Gub... Dab-Dab
Aren't you a little old for baby talk?

Follow the bellowing toad.
We're off to flee the blizzard
If I only could abstain
If I had a little start
If I could throw a curve
Zebras and chickens and hares (oh my!)
I am Gauze.. the cloth that's wearable!
Oh uncle Ben..there's no place like southern Rhodesia
Click your pills three times and swallow

Okay somebody besides Kelly me tell me the
correct versions of the nine above