Jul 042010
 

About a month or so back I was lying in bed unable to sleep, when the first verse of this more came to mind out of nowhere. I grabbed my phone and typed it in, and two and a half of the next three verses quickly followed. It’s been sat on my phone since then, until yesterday when I transferred it to the PC and added the last two lines. (And at the same time, came up with the beginnings of two more silly rhymes about animals, which may or may not get finished at some point). Anyway, it serves no purpose, and has no real significance – but, as they say here in Brizzle, “Yer ’tis…”

I saw a flying polar bear…

I saw a flying polar bear,
His name was Freddy Flump.
I pointed out he had no wings,
And he came down with a bump.

He stood aloft and looked around,
And spied my pie and chips.
He growled and came to claim my grub,
I said “You don’t want this!”

He asked “Why not?” and I thought fast,
And said “It’s not for bears.
It’s made of glue and icky goo,
It gets stuck in their hairs.”

With that he shrugged and said “Farewell,
I’m off to catch a seal.”
He got in a cab driven by a crab,
And I thought “That’s quite surreal!”

VinceH