Today you might meet a small Scots lion
Begging to be your pet:
Or a herd of cattle munching packets of smarties
Or a pianist playing Chopin in MacDonalds
Or a red hot poker pointing to the moon
Or a badger using satnav to locate Venus
Or a frogman posting a letter to Mongolia
Or a thrush's beak impaling a kebab
Or a raw heart thumping like an Iriah drum
Or a little girl with pigtails in a box
Or a crab abseiling over Lochnagar
Or a colander dancing on a mountain daisy
Or the delicate bones of a wren picked clean by rot
Or a heron holding a spotty parasol
Or a man without a head who smiles broadly
Or squirrels swimming in air towards a rainbow
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