Now He’s a Guard Cat
The cat had half his brain removed
And lost his feline spark
No longer bright enough to mew
All he can do is bark
Scratch Carefully!
The witch did itch
Which made her twitch
And from her broom she did unhitch
A switch of niche
Where Does She Put The Bulge When She’s Pregnant?
You’ll never know
How fat the turtle
Her shell’s a most
Effective gurtle
You’d Have to Be Batty to Go There
The bats are at the Vampire Pit
– The newest cinema in town –
Where seats are on the ceiling, and
They screen the picture upside down
Is It a Pigment of My Imagination?
The pig is an animal often maligned
By ignorant, biased, ungrateful mankind
I’m sure if he could he’d much rather stay thinner
We fatten him up so there’s plenty for dinner
Feathers Don’t Tickle His Fancy
Doug duckling’s never happy
You will often see him frown
He says that’s just the way he’s made –
He’s always feeling down