It’s amazing what frog aristocrats will spend for fly pies. There once was a gecko named Stan. Who came up with a lucrative plan. He caught him some flies, Which he baked into pies, Then sold to a wealthy frog-man.
There once was a conquering horse, Who took someone’s pasture by force. But through God’s saving grace, He relinquished the place, And left full of pain and remorse.
We all get carried away sometimes, especially when in quarantine. There once was a clothes-wearing grouse, Who needed to buy a new blouse. But with a great deal of glee, She went on a spree, And could not fit her clothes in her house.
There was a mischievous hare. Who hoped to give someone a scare. He jumped out and yelled “BOO!” Then he startled and flew, For the creature he pranked was a bear.
There once was an insolent bird. Who said things that were rude and absurd. For a job, he applied, But was promptly denied, For the manager had overheard. I dread to think what his social media looks like.
There once was a drunken crab. A crow’s ale, he wanted to nab. With an angry caw, The bird ripped off his claw, And the crustacean was sent to rehab. Sometimes it takes an extreme incident to convince someone to get help.
It’s hard to walk upright on your tail fins. Patience is appreciated. There once was a land roaming fish, Who smashed an old woman’s best dish. A responsible bloke, He replaced what he broke, Engraved with the lady’s name–Trish.
Osa didn’t understand Human the way that Tango did, but she knew a few words here and there.
For instance, she knew “¡Osa Mala!” meant “You have sinned against the gods”.
“¡No coma eso!” was what Juan usually shouted before prying her mouth open. It probably meant “You must offer me a piece of your food in reparation for this sin.”
Happy Thursday! Here is your weekly limerick: There once was a clothes-wearing hawk. Who attempted to put on a sock. But her talons did tear, So she left her feet bare, And settled instead for a frock.