A Homonymer
“Since” I left home, I started out on my own
To waste my dollars and “cents” was I prone
I didn’t have the good “sense” to be thrifty
But the “scents” of success sounded real nifty
I was never a brass “coarse” fellow
Better yet of “course”, was I more mellow
I took an advanced “course’
And joined the Marine “Corps”
I said “Aye” when they called me to attention
But “ay!” It was time for an ascension
My “eye” was set on being a colonel
“I” craved a rank that’d be eternal
Every morn they woke me up at “eight”
Pancakes we almost always “ate”
And I love milk; the things I mostly “hate”...
Are the raisins they snuck onto my plate
“Ere” long they had me in maneuvers
The fresh “air” made me a fast mover
But I did “err” when I let them take the scissors
And cut my “hair” in the middle of the blizzards
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