Condolences to those with lost, sick, or angeled
Christmas-Present-Shredders...
 
(Yipee!  More presents!  I get to rip the wrapping off of the next one!
'No, its *my* turn!' "No it isn't, its MY turn!"
Squeak!Squeak!Squeak!Dook!Dook!Ouch!Hey!Stop!)
 
A Tale of Some of Those That Have Been Lucky
 
Part IV
 
Come and listen to a story,
'bout a fert named Rhun...
Cute little girl,
born to have herself some fun...
Then one day, she found out that she had to move,
So she joined the Rodeo Clowns,
and now she's in her groove...
Catville
New Smells
Socks
WOW!
 
So the next thing you know,
she's flyin' through the air...
She's learnt how to jump,
from the table to the chair...
She can run real fast and her fightin's pretty fair...
First she's over here,
Then she's suddenly over there...
 
Teleportin', that is...
Ferrets do it,
Cats don't.
 
Now, Rhun and Mr. Bump,
Came from another home...
The people didn't want them,
so I called them on the phone...
She said "Come get them,
'fore I throw them in the snow..."
So off to the house I went,
with my wallet in tow...
 
Cash, they wanted,
Lots of it...
See, with their fangs,
Dogs and feet, the ferts bit...
 
Well the next thing you know,
Bump and Rhun are livin' here...
One tackles the cat,
the other chews his ear...
 
They like play-time,
'cause its so much fun...
This has been the story,
of Mr. Bump and Rhun!
 
Sit a spell.
Catch your breath.
The next shift gets out in five minutes!
 
Apologies to the Beverly Hillbillies.
 
Paid for by the committee to elect Rhun for Queen.
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Todd and the Fuzzbutt Rodeo Clowns
 
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[Posted in FML issue 4722]