I Got You Babe
Your toad on the road
Only squats, never stands,
Or sits, 'til it splits
Between the treads of your van.
Your mouse in the house -
If it isn't found out -
Drops pellets in pots,
'Til SNAP - then it stops.
Your bird on the wire,
Sweetly sings (then lets fire) :
And a cat in a hat,
Is cute, but that's that.
Your horse from the stable
Won't be served at your table.
And the deer by the brook,
Well, too much the Bambi to cook.
Yes, a bear in the wood,
Indeed craps where it should.
It is best left alone,
(Keep your meat on your bone) .
Then there is the PIG.
A ruddy pink porker,
Intelligent and clean,
An innocuous oinker.
It does nothing too heinous,
(And yes, it should shame us)
As it lies silently smiling
With a spit up its anus.
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