Ogden Myers Spun His Tires
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Ogden Myers spun his tires,
he loved to squeal and skid them.
He liked to make black tire marks,
though traffic laws forbid them.
The screeching noise, the pouring smoke,
he thought it quite a sport,
until police arrested him
and dragged him off to court.
Before the judge he cried and cried,
all teary-eyed and blubbery,
but though he wailed, he still got jailed —
the charge was “highway rubbery.”
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 1997. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 6
Topics: Poems about Kooky Characters
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