Crack of dawn did I awaken
For I was severely shaken;
Thumped on back as well, I fear,
And had ‘Rabbits’ yelled in ear;
(Now, of course, what I must do
Is shout ‘Rabbits’ out to you;
It will give my day a lift
If you all owe me a gift!)
Motive for thus being mauled
Is that I was rudely called
In as witness to her pleasure
In unwrapping some more treasure.
Just because of turning four,
Gifts this kid got, by the score!
Hope you have a happy day,
And, indeed, a lovely May;
May, in it, you have no need
To yell, ‘MAYDAY!’ out, indeed!
Or to give an S O S,
Which the same thing is, I guess.
Funny, when about to drench
Like Titanic, one yells French:
‘M’aidez’, though, is rather mild:
‘French’ I’d utter, lots more wild –
When in peril on the sea,
I can curse quite fluently.
© Colonialist April 2012 (WordPress/Letterdash)