You went to jail.
You did not have bail.
You had only a pet quail.
It brought you your mail.
Inside a pail.
It watched you flail.
When you died, it put you for sale.
Your life was fail.
You were reborn as Gail.
Your mission was the holy grail
What sidetracked you was your admission to Yale.
And your getting stabbed by a nail.
That made your face pale
Like you got hit by hail
You fell off a rail
And let out a wail
Because you broke your wedding veil
Then you grew a tail
Your life was fail.