It was a dark stormy night,
And Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm,
had locked the hen-houses for the night,
His drunken presence was on show,
Which gave the animals quite a fright,
The problem was, Mr. Jones, drunken procrastinator,
Had not locked, but had loosely tided an incorrect knot,
This gave the animals the perfect time to plan there plot.
This is a short extract of poem that could last a couple of verses. This style of writing however, takes the certification out of the story and turns it into uneducated banter that would keep the attention of a 5 year old.
React!