A gnat
And a gnu
met at a feast,
their favourite treat,
beet.
The gnat needled the gnu needlessly.
The gnu munched on heedlessly.
The gnat nipped the gnu in the knee,
Saying “give it to me, it’s mine see!”
The gnu genuflected in pain and surprise,
And what’s more
He was more than somewhat sore.
Whipping out a gun from his valise,
The great pharaoh Cheops,
who built the pyramid at Giza,
loved to dine
on a pizza
composed chiefly
of Upupa epops.
With a bottle of wine
for the table,
regaled
with a tale
from the fables
of Aesop.
Following which
He fell
In a stupor,
Having dined so well
On a hoopoe.
Don’t at any price
join the rat race,
or try to keep pace
with the three blind mice.
See how they run !
It’s no fun
to get ahead of everyone
and wind up,
wound up
dead.
Instead,
Play it cool.
Loll if you can
In your papa’s swimming pool.
According to who
said what and when,
the here and now
and the erstwhile then,
and even the may be by and by,
becomes the wherefore and the why.
Albeit, that holy cow,
the elusive question
who knows how ?
lurks smirking
forever beyond our ken.
f you were me
and twenty three
what would you do ?
Be like me
and retire up a tree
and feel free
to brachiate, micturate and defecate
quite happily ?
Or would you rather
drop down to the ground
and stand on your own, bi-pedal,
and meddle
in the strife
that’s rife
in financial life,
while supporting your senile father?
Two writes make not one rong.
(A Jeremiad)
If you wish to learn tolerance,
And to love your enemy,
I suggest you befriend
my friend Jeremy.
He will not hesitate
to exasperate
you
with his notion of fun.
The desperate pun;
Which
“ that reckless and abandoned one
who stoops to perpetrate,”
We
( according to the illustrious Rev. Charles Dodgeson)
“ the Good and Great
should ever shun.”
Fortunate are the fools
who have their own
kidney shaped swimming pools.
Opposed to that desperate man from Sydney
who had a swimming pool shaped kidney.
Only know alls know
That Nazreen
Has been
A film stunt double,
who stayed out of trouble
until she met up with
Dom,
That tom
Cat on a hot tin roof,
Who despite his wiles,
And Cheshire smiles,
Succumbed
And fell off the tiles.
Flat on the mat.
And that
Was
That!