Gnu Poem

I bought a gnu.

'Well, what a to do!' said my mother, who stood there and stared at it.

'What's it to you if I buy a gnu? It's me, and not you, who's cared for it.'

'Very rum thing,' said my dad with grin. 'A gnu's not a beast to take lightly.'

But there's lots you can do if you've got a gnu, and I clung to him ever more tightly

My childhood friends flew when they saw my gnu and me coming to pay them a call.

'It's not that we care, per se. Just can't be there today.' That was their stance, one and all.

There's quite a nice view from atop a gnu, and they move at remarkable speed.

So I bought a gnu, and now that's what I do. What more in life could I need?


Have a great weekend one and all! 


Simon.