Lexie is a ferret I know
Wherever she goes, she goes slow.
She climbs over every bump
Pulling behind her, her rump
But still she's always on the go.
 
Grandpa Tony is quite old
Yet he is very bold
When the other ferrets sleep
He never lets out a peep
And he never does what he's told.
 
Babe was added to the soup
The others were thrown for a loop
But they got on quite well
Each sniffed for a spell
And then they slept in a group.
 
Oh, are these bad or are they bad!!!  I don't even know if I have that
limerick rhythm down right.  But this limerick writing is contagious.  Kind
of like ferrets!
 
Ellen & Jay Goffin <[log in to unmask]>
-----ferrets: Antony (Grandpa Tony), Lexie & Babe; rb ferret: Cleo
----------bird: Merlin; rb bird: Arthur
---------------cats: Andre & Enzo
[Posted in FML issue 1857]