Up and down and round and round , read and read and read, and you will see,

eventually, the purpose of this deed. Turn me, turn me like you see, a ticky-tocky clock, if you think you know where I will go, prepare to be in shock. Up and down and round and round , read and read and read, and you will see, eventually, the purpose of this deed. Dinky, blinky, stinky, slinky, Rhyme and rhyme and rhyme, Tales are fun and often run, ith !"nce upon a time!. Up and down and round and round , read and read and read, and you will see, eventually, the purpose of this deed. "nce upon a spiral spin, # twisted toddler toy, # sister said, $It!s in my head, to e%ecute a ploy.& Up and down and round and round , read and read and read, and you will see, eventually, the purpose of this deed. That!s why I write around and round, 'ending, bendy, bend, (o come around and follow down, To see how this will end. Up and down and round and round , read and read and read, and you will see, eventually, the purpose of this deed. I said and said and said again, $# purposed, pointed end)& There are no points, round any *oints, +ou!ve been had, my friend.

Up and down and round and round, +ou read and read and read, ,ow, finally, I see you see, -ersing slinky was my deed.

,ow, my plan has gone a bit awry, #nother poem I now must face, ith a different sort of rhythm, To use up all the e%tra space. Don!t be too surprised, my friend, If it cuts off all a sudden, It *ust means my (linky!s ended, .ike a winding #rmageddon. I think a fitting sub*ect, To indite upon these twists, Is the reason for these writings, (ince their point is often missed. (o bear with my rampant poetry, /or these verses must be spun ith great care in rhyming !b! and !b!, #nd some frightful slinky puns. It started all upon a day, The twenty-third 0arch morn, 0y birthday was forgotten, 'ut I was not forlorn. I sat at the piano, and plunked the birthday song, then I played a second octave, #nd they started catching on. hen Dad and 1amie came along, To wish me happy days, 0om still wasn!t getting it, (o I stretched my hands a ways. 2,ow flip and read the other side... #nd continue on this twisty ride3... In four loud, banging octaves, and Dad and 1amie singing, too, 0om came to inspect the noise, That was coming from the blue

/inally after all the work, 0y musicality was heard, 0om finally got the picture, 'ut not before she sang the words. ,ow you may be thinking, $Isn!t this irrelevant4& 'ut I got a gift that morning "ne from (helby last week sent. #mong some other awesome things, (linky was unwrapped, #nd now we must fast-forward, #s a couple weeks have lapsed. "ne #pril afternoon it was, hen it happened so to be, That I bounced this toy by 1amie, #nd she observed to me $# slinky!s 5uite a useless toy, 'ut it!s popped into my head, That it could be made much better If a spiralled story could be read.& (o here I!ve been for a while, Using up my 6aster break, To bring to light my sisters plan, "h, what I do for 1amie!s sake. (he!s 5uite taken with her genius #nd she revels in her plan, +es, she thinks she!s most accomplished, #nd says her mind has such great span Indeed, she has her moments, I will have to give her that, #fter all, who!s doing all the work, hile her ego *ust gets fat4 ,ow she natters out suggestions, (he wants me to adhere, 'ut not long I!ll have to suffer, /or the end is very near.

7erhaps you noticed my big blunder, #nd some others on the road, That!s because this marker!s lasting, 0y frantic wiping can!t erode. ell now my slinky!s ending, I hope your time was not too fell, It!s been fun to turn these phrases, 'ut I must bid now fond farewell.