Alphabet Rhymes B
Before can never be behind
Better seeing than be blind
Because is not a bigger boast
Besides befuddled burns the toast
But if into a berm we bump
Below the broadside of a hump
Blessed be the bodies that we bruise
Besotted by some bourbon booze
By now by this poor bard bemused
Beleaguered and perhaps confused
Best back away bewildered friend
Because by now the poem ends