Franzie, the monkey in the tree Can’t see me But then again, he’s not looking
Unnamed and uncounted millions of bees traveling in a big dark cloud Are buzzing too loud I would tell them but they are not listening
Henry, the biggest pig in the pen Is laughing and joking with his friends Waiting to be fed
Tex the dog sitting on the log Is barking at a frog The frog barks back
A random bird is skirting on the breeze But the second mouse gets the cheese There’s a lesson in that
Yodel, my owl’s mood is foul One of many reasons for his scowl The late night flight was tiring
Vaca, my cow is studying a new method for chewing cud He is not in a hurry - his life is good Plus the pasture is verdant green and full
The rhyme in me mind goes on and on The light in me window says here comes dawn Tired over and hung out Here comes sleep
Puro nonsense ala Ogden Nash ; monitor pain medication ; take a nap until sanity rebounds ; surf pornhub.com ; get in a few minutes of meditation ; go for a walk ; do the wash ; write some more ; make a turkey burger ; smoke a cigar ; are all otherwise choices hampered until this poem was released to the ethers