Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion
Toerag has confused me once again,
As I'm sure he's confused us all.
It's easy to imagine his vacant grin,
But not a ewe charging him for his call.
Does he long to hear pastoral baaas,
While he thinks of her curly hair?
Does he hope she'll discount his calls,
While he gazes with distant stare?
He's kissed goodbye his dreams of tenure,
In those hallowed university halls.
The Veterinary School won't let him in there,
Despite his "supportive" calls.
hi there, Toe - yanno, you really gotta watch those late night calls - lol