Bartholomew Sparks was afraid of sharks
Never ventured into the sea.
He conquered that fear by staying right here
Oh how clever was he!
Bartholomew found that he feared dry ground
There are mummies buried real deep.
He ran every where with no time to spare
And tried not to make one peep.
At night in his bed, he covered his head
For the monsters dwelt below.
One day he stayed in, covered up to his chin
And found there was no place to go.
Bartholomew cried, “It’s lonely to hide,
I won’t leave myself out any more.”
He stood up real straight and accepted his fate
Then walked right out his door.
Things still make him jump but he climbed that hump
Bartholomew now worries much less
How silly was he to fear the big sea
Now all he avoids is Lock Ness.