There Is Nought Less Demure - Poem by Chris Bradley
Than the long-tailed lemur
As he waves his bum in your face.
Little more chasteless
And utterly tasteless
Mooning away without grace.
And the ostrich ain’t fine
When he pokes his behind
Up close to your eyes in the zoo.
And nearer to home,
It is harder to comb
A hamster who’s having a poo.
And the Siamese kitten
By whom you’re so smitten
Bedecked in lace pink and red,
Along with the setter
Is having, I betcha,
A crafty quick wee on your bed.
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