I have, upon my thumb
A Bristly
Thistly
Gristly
Why-can't-I-Whistle-y
growth upon my thumb.

It calls out in the darkness
to the neighborhood
to Hollywood
I thought I Could,
Up to no good,
but for the growth upon my thumb.

It has a little name on it,
called Winston
Finston
Benson
Representson
Growth U. M. Thumb, esq.