I crept up on it… and I checked it out,
I leapt up on it…. and threw it about,
I gave it one almighty clout…
Grabbed it by its snotty snout…
Pulled its ears and made it shout…
All peaceful thoughts I chose to flout…
I squashed it flat till there was nowt…
I chose to write in faith not doubt…
That's when I really laughed out lout…
Denis Martindale April 2018…
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