Animal Tragic
I knew an odd couple who never concurred:
they never demurred, and they never concurred.
It irked their bird.
I knew an odd couple who started a spat:
Well, fancy that, they started a spat.
It hurt the cat.
It hurt the cat, who hurt the bird.
The feathers flew, and the cat never purred.
How quite absurd.
I knew an odd couple disputed their honour.
He was called Guy, and she was Madonna.
Is their hamster a goner?
Is their hamster a goner?
It bothered the cat,
who hurt the bird.
The wheel went still, the cat was ill,
the bird wouldn't trill.
They needed a pill.
I knew an odd couple who parted in rancour.
They needed a banker to settle their rancour.
Their snake had a chancre.
Their snake had a chancre,
which harmed the hamster,
which shattered the cat,
and curdled the bird.
The snake was unslithered,
the hamster looked withered,
the cat's tongue was lathered,
the bird became dithered.
The vet said, This is a fucking disaster.
I knew an odd couple who had a divorce.
The love ran its course, and led to divorce.
It killed the horse.
Click here for the Daily Telegraph story about marriage break-ups affecting pets.
