Way Too Many Daves

Way Too Many Daves

Did I ever tell you about Mrs. McCave?
She was a queer foolish woman without a clue,
Had twenty-three sons, and she named them all Dave?

With just one name, oh the difficulties it gave
Like, when she wants only one, and calls out “Dave, Yoo-Hoo!
Did I ever tell you about Mrs. McCave?

She thinks through all the names over the years she’d saved.
Wishes she’d named them different at their debut -
Had twenty-three sons, and she named them all Dave.

A name like Hoos-Foos, or Snimm, Zanzibar the brave,
Sunny Jim - this is how she should have named the crew!
Did I ever tell you about Mrs. McCave?

With so many Daves, when one of them misbehaves
As you can imagine, the scolding takes a queue.
Had twenty-three sons, and she named them all Dave!

Now she fusses and frets inside her Dave enclave.
Well, she named them all that, not a smart thing to do.
Did I ever tell you about Mrs. McCave?
Had twenty-three sons, and she named them all Dave?


- written in Villanelle form

Note: this poem is part of a collection, to read more please see:  "Seussical Scribbles"  E: based on the works of Dr. Seuss