"You sound like a coyote, and no girl is named Bill."

Abe turned around. "The duck they’re not. What about Lady Day?"

"What about Gilda the Good? What about Ringo?"

"Ringo’s not a girl."

He sang ‘Boys’!”

"So."

"Ok. Billy Shears snot a girl or a redeemable bill. But this song's about a snot girl."

"Ok. I a snot boy."

"Sometimes you’re snot cute," contributed Fat Dad.

"Sometimes I snot nice. Anyway 'Nigel' doesn’t rhyme."

"My innocent child. Poems don’t have to rhyme since 1932. Ask Extra Pounds! But jell rhymes anyway sideways with hard g snot Gell."