Tuesday 29 July 2008

Tuesday.

Sorry. dropped a notebook on me keyboard and seemed to have made a muck of that last one. Let's try again. Poem (of sorts).

Only the Coney.

Does nobody care that the hare's getting rare ?
Whilst the habit of the rabbit's to inhabit everywhere.

And isn't it funny that our friend the bunny,
with it's toothy grin, and it's nature sunny,
can't be given away ?
While a hare costs money !

Shooting rabbits showed no profit
when the mixi put us off it,
and we hardly liked to scoff it -
Rabbit meat.

Harold hare is bigger lugged.
Served up roasted, stewed, or jugged,
and it's got us really bugged,
that though Bugsy's mug is sweet,
Harold hare gives tastier meat.

3 comments:

Crowbard said...

Brilliant photograph Ed, you've made the old b**ger look handsom again.
KEY:-
*1 = a
*2 = d

Unknown said...

Thank you Crowbard. Badger is one of my favourite characters from literature. Wind in the Willows - you know- my level of literature.

Crowbard said...

Ah yes, Wise, sensible,dependable old Badger.........
Just like me POOP POOP!!!!!!!

Jolly Hugs from Toad