Only Known Criminals And Their Zebras
I think I saw an eagle fly across the Interstate
I fear that it must have met a most unhappy fate
It flew too low; the driver swerved; alas, too less, too late
And now that mighty predator claims flatness as a trait
I think I saw a zebra sitting on my toilet seat
Perhaps it came indoors, to escape the summer heat
I cried, "What are you doing here?" It only licked my feet.
So in a rage, I struck it dead: now lunch is zebra meat!
I think I saw a parrot jitterbugging in a bar
With feathers bright, and shiny beak, it knew it was a star
An agent told him, "Come with me; I know that you'll go far"
But out of shock, the bird collapsed - and now it's just a dead galah
I think I saw a centipede play handball with a pal
And, oddly, he was flirting, just like a Southern belle
Although the smoke and mirrors made it really hard to tell
I think a pachyderm came by and made him into gel
Contributors: | Irene Adler, N, Kansas Sam, F, Beefy. |
Poem finished: | 21st November 2003 by Anon.. |