He Could Be In a Stew
The sheepdog, tired of work said, “I
Could live much better in the sty
I’d lie all day in mud and sleep
And never see another sheep!”
The sheepdog, tired of work said, “I
Could live much better in the sty
I’d lie all day in mud and sleep
And never see another sheep!”
Did you ever see anything zanier
Than these marsupials from Tasmania?
They sit on their haunches
And thrust out their paunches
With snouts that a crowd o’
Jeppard E Leopard is making a packet
As well as a dreadful cacophonous racket
He founded a rock band – the name is a snappy ’un
They’re known in the jungle as Def Homo Sapien
An infant kangaroopium
When born is Lilliputian
I think it looks peculium
Ensconced in its marsupium
The pelican flew very low
When landing in the pan
The ducks all dived for cover
When their leader shouted, “Man!”
Ida the spider with cider inside ’er
Spins webs that make all other spiders deride ’er
Though Clyde tried to guide ’er and Di’d often chide ’er
She’s prideless with cider inside ’er insides