Making the Tide Wet
I once had to wrestle a bear
That was pulling out clumps of my hair
He yanked out a tuft
While I huffed and puffed
"You just stay away from down there!"
I once had to muzzle a hound
That was making a horrible sound
He foamed at the mouth
I grabbed him 'down south'
And began to vigorously pound
I once had to cuddle a spider
Turned into a hot overnighter
With so many legs
Large vibrating eggs
My eyes have never been wider!
I once had to ride on a goat
It said at the time (and I quote):
"I think that it's silly
To call a goat Billy
Just ask my friend Sammy the stoat"
I once had to threaten a hake
With a taste of my tame mandrake,
But, when up to my knees
In cold boiling seas
I thought: "Have I made a mistake?"
I once had to marry a squid
To a tiny vermicious knid
But the groom ate the bride
Then fled with the tide
It must have been something she did
I once had to detour a shark
I waylaid it on its way to the park
It bit off my rump
I felt like a chump
Damn that stung! And it left quite a mark
Contributors: | F, e, Karin, N, Ethetran, snood, Dassn't Say, Beefy, Kansas Sam, ellie, P. |
Poem finished: | 23rd September 2003. |