Ah yes, an extremely busy week here in various cushions land, we are multitasking, driving the bus with one hand (instructions on the previous post), and writing poems to dispense advice to people who might otherwise be tempted to bring various life forms to various places of commerce...
This week Matt Bolton of Matt Bolton's World View fame has asked whether there is anywhere he should not bring his pet badger.
A Poem which attempts to dissuade you from bringing your Badger to Abrakedabra
Don’t bring your badger to abrakedabra
I don't care how much the idea grabs ya
Or how many bottles of beer you've had, yeah
It still would certainly not be brillo
He wouldn't sit quietly, he's simply not able
He'd be looking for "setts" under the table
Would spill all his chips, would be worse than a sable
no it wouldn't be wind in the willows
And someone would surely bring up trichinosis
Or mention that he has the worst halitosis
He'd grip them with a tenacious grip, oh no, Sis
Better leave him below with his pillows
For Abrakedabra's no place for a badger
The jedward signs would make him madder
than normal, a kebab he would try to cadger
No abrakedra for your badger today
(the variety in font size is for purely poetical reasons, not that blogger won't co-operate, I'm practically a professional you know)
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