Many in number the travelers of we,
Tossing and swaying though not on the sea.
I know them not, cept only by name,
And appearance to me, though none look the same.
Weary we are, though we can't stop at all,
We are all headed to the Amsterdam Hall.

The first of many of the travelers of we,
Goes by the name of Whozatteehee (Who's that tee hee)
Whozatteehee, oh he's just a carpenter
Though he sits and he thinks but he can't use a hammer.
A very useful man indeed
A carpenter who is not, I did put in the lead.
Of the travelers of we, first on roll call
As we head on our way to the Amsterdam Hall.

The next of our group of the travelers of we
Icetinkwoohoo ( I stink woohoo) was his name known to me.
A filthy man he was to say in the least
However a strong man he was, a real beast.
A completely useless man was what he was
He just stood there playing with all his hair fuzz (dandruff)
So now you know two of many in all
Making their way to the Amsterdam Hall.

The third man in line in the travelers of we
Went by this name: Reeljurkwowee (Real jerk wowee)
This man was a loser, a stuckup snob.
Not capable of anything 'cept turning a knob.
That's all I'll say on him, I don't like him much
He's got real problems and I hold him to such.
Nonetheless this man joined the rest of us all
On our journey, going to the Amsterdam Hall.

The fourth was a woman, the first in the travelers of we
Her name was Bob, and she liked being free
To do what she pleased. A beautiful woman
The most beautiful I've seen, she carried a fan.
Colorful was this fan, it was made by Bob,
She was a genius, at figuring things out she did a really good job.
She was the funniest one of us all
As we made our way to the Amsterdam Hall.

I feel like I've commited a crime,
I have told no single line,
about our journey to the Amsterdam Hall,
Why we go there, no not at all.
We head there not knowing why
We go there for no reason, I do not lie.
Still weary on our journey, I think there's four of us in all
That travel all the way to the Amsterdam Hall.

The fifth traveler of the travelers of we
Had "close relations" to Reeljurkwowee.
His name was ummm, don't quite remember.
My very own memory gets bad in September.
However this is January, so oh well
Maybe I'm losing it on my way to… A BELL
Such is so a we travel, all
To the doors of the Amsterdam Hall.

The sixth of the travelers of we,
Went by the name of Idnomaybe*(I don’t know maybe).
I'm pretty sure that that was his name,
If you ask me it sounds kinda lame.
He was a janitor, loved to clean crap,
He would insist to us all that it was a snap.
The fat man of the group, fatter than all
As we journeyed to the Amsterdam Hall.

The leader and host of the travelers of we,
Well son of a biscuit, that would be me.
The ugliest one and a true loser no doubt.
I have plenty of reason to believe they wanted me out.
Nice guys finish last as they always say,
Well shoot, I'm screwed then, everyday.
But I knew that anyway, so I joined them all,
The travelers of we traveling to the Amsterdam Hall.

Now to tell you the truth about the travelers of we,
We aren't really travelin all them and me.
We're just sittin around IN the Amsterdam all,
We didn't wanna feel lazy, or look lazy, that's all.
There is no journey we're not headed out,
We're just gonna sit here not thinking about
Where we'll go next, not neccesarily for all.
But there sure ain't no way it's the Amsterdam Hall


CUZ WE'RE ALREADY THERE!!!!

 
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