ANIMAL ANTICS

ANIMAL ANTICS

 

 

There was a cat that snuffled and a dog that wuffled

A guinea pig that snored

A fish that spat and a mouse like a rat

And a ladybird that roared

 

 

Ahive of bees in the orange trees

And a panther lying flat

A short necked giraffe caused the hyena to laugh

And the rhinocerous plopped down splat!

 

 

A chimpanzee swung a gnu by the tail

While a zebra escaped down the road

The leopard forgot to stick on his spots

While the frog played hopscotch with the toad

 

 

Th elephant shrieked when the little mouse squeaked

And jumped into the arms of the bear

The cobra hissed, yelled “Desist!”

And hypnotised all with his stare

 

 

The toys all flocked back into their box

As dawn appeared in the sky

Little Keeley and Molly asleep with their dollies

Yawned, stretched and opened their eyes.

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BODHRAN BASHING

THE NEW IRISH SPORT OF BODHRAN BASHING!

Dark and thick and topped in white

Fragrant, strong on a cold dark night

Dublin city ready to burst

Only the Dark Stuff would quench the thirst

Of the waiting crowd, poised and ready

Hands and arms strong and steady

A drum roll sounded , the time drew near

To make that record disappear

Bodhrans held above the head

They listened as the D J said:

“Pound those drums, stamp those feet

Show the Aussies we’re not beat

That Guinness record we’ll tear asunder

Our bodhrans don’t belong Down Under

1500 bash that skin

That record book we will be in.

The Irish sound will travel free

12,000 miles to each Aussie”

THE JELLY ELVES

They live in Wibbly Wobbly land

Where the hills are peppermint green

The trees are striped with custard piped

With leaves of clotted cream

 

The roads are paved with chocolate squares

White lines are milky bars

The blue of the sky is blueberry pie

While sugar cubes twinkle like stars

 

The jelly elves live in pastry homes

With clear mint windows and liquorice locks

Take a few licks of the fancy red bricks

They’re made from holiday rocks

 

Buses are painted with strawberry jam

Cars fashioned from toffee slabs

Biscuit based bikes and treacly trikes

Yellow honeycomb built the cabs

 

Now these little sweeties are everywhere

Just watching the children play

They’re very sad if you’re really bad

And your tantrums will send them away

 

They’ll return when you’re really good

With happiness shining through

So be good and kind and you will find

Them dancing jigs round you.