this is my poem that my teacher told us to write

There’s a hobo by david stone

Inspired by bear in there

by shel silverstein

There’s a hobo
with a domo
and He is sitting in the living room
With his hair getting groomed.
his face is in the fish
And his hair in the buttery dish.
He's nibbling the noodles,
He's munching the rice,
He's slurping the soda,
He's licking the ice.
he laugh’s an evil laugh
and then he runs out the door.
And it gives me a scare
To know he’s out there--
That hobo
that forgot to grab his domo.