

Skip Wason King of Chaos
There once was a klutz named Skip Watson,
Who tripped over air with great caution.
He’d wave “hello” grand,
Then face-plant in sand—
His greetings were pure demolition!
Skip danced like a noodle in wind,
With feet that refused to rescind.
He’d juggle three pies,
Shout “Catch if you tries!”
And end up with cream on his chin.
One day he tried skipping a rope,
But tangled his legs in a hope.
He spun like a top,
Yelled “Wheee! I won’t stop!”
Till he bounced right through Aunt Mabel’s soap!
Now Skip’s in the record books, see?
The man who fell UP a whole tree.
He slipped on a cloud,
Laughed way too loud,
And landed in jelly—knee-deep!
Poor Skip Watson, bless his sweet soul,
He’s the reason banana peels roll.
If clumsiness paid,
He’d be rich and parade—
The goofiest legend we know! 😂🍌
