A mommy kangaroo once whined:
“My son’s a lazy chap!
He only likes to watch T.V.
And munch on snacks and nap.
He never gets much exercise
He’s plump as a tomato.”
Her husband said, “It’s sad but true…
He’s just a pouch potato.”
mental expectorations in poetic format (often rhyming...huzzah!), dedicated to my very favorite rodent.
