silly song about chickens bunnies and moose

see title, but be aware....This was written on just one cup of coffee

It's the way you fluff your bunnies

that makes my puppies howl

The way you play and then sashay

makes chickens cry out "Fowl!"

I've seen you there out in the trees

slapping knees with a bunch of bees

then you ran off with the breeze

you seem to go wherever you please

I've seen you riding on a moose

Honking like a Canada Goose

how'd you ever get set loose?

are you drinking too much juice?

It's the way you drip your honey

that makes my stomach growl

The way you play and then sashay

makes me snap my towel

I've seen you playing in the dirt

wearing a stupid hockey shirt

you always act like a dirty flirt

yet always seem to be unhurt

I've seen you fly by in the air

like a sailor, you can swear

at the sun, and then you glare

yelling that she is so unfair

It's the way you blow your money

that makes a banker scowl

The way you play and then sashay

makes me start to prowl

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I want to put your poem on "repeat" so I can go thru it again & again. This is fun, uninhibited, imaginative, and your rhyme/rhythm appeals to me like bees to honey. Not one single line feels like it doesn't fit perfectly into this playful riff. Each one packed with sparkling details & originality. After a week of serious writing for me, I almost lost my funny bone for a minute there & you helped me find it again. This is the kind of writing I am craving in our overly stressed-out world. Thank you for RRing me! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Misterr Remeat]

we don't lose our funny bone, but sometimes when it gets whacked it hurts for awhile and then gets numb for awhile. Mine has been whacked recently as well and I have to write to shake out the numbness. I'm glad you are back and shaking out the numbness as well! Hugs and Peace friend

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed a silly rhyming poem spilling in laughter and wit down the page/screen. A little on the naughty side in places, with frolicing and voyerism and indeed beasts.

[Misterr Remeat]

I had just had a hoot with the wife. she went to bed and I was too stoned to sleep

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Been there seen it done it. Grist to the mill for the writer!

[Mrudula Rani]

Moose,goose even bees and bunnies are mentioned!
But not a word about the beaver??? That so unfair
for the famous national symbol... it deserved
a spot on this wonderful poem of yours.

[Misterr Remeat]

The wife told me not to mention "The Silver Beaver"

[Mrudula Rani]

Me and my big mouth!