A Beetle that was built like a tank Crawled over a blazing riverbank Now as any sane one would think It should head straight for the drink To cool off its little ole toes. But as astute readers will know, It hasn't really got any toes, So, it can walk hot sands real slow.
We kayak where lives Hippopotamus, And hope it isn't submerged, a-bottom us. With kayak a quite crunchy hard shell -- Us: savory filling that screams and yells, -- We'll be a three-bite river taco to hell.