Saturday, 31 January 2015

A randy young lady called Dinah …

O.K. you can stop guessing the rest of that one. Time for another limerick from my pure-as-the-driven-snow animal series. We have reached the letter ‘T’.

I’ve already dealt with the Toad
(See under ‘N’) — what a load
Of cheap rhymes, what a caper!
— There’s always the Tapir
That’s quite enough, any road.

They are not the cutest of animals but here is the by now mandatory picture:

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