A disillusioned vet wrote a book
And it is a real kiss
and tell
About his life and
times, entitled
All creatures grunt and
smell
A disillusioned vet wrote a book
And it is a real kiss
and tell
About his life and
times, entitled
All creatures grunt and
smell
My Uncle trains animals
To be honest he’s a
bit of a bore
He has one dog that
does magic tricks
It’s a labracadabrador
The Buffalo was leaving
Because he wanted to
be gone
But before he took his
leave
He just had to say Bi-son
Lucy Llama was happily surprised
With a weekend break
by her stag
So she rewarded him
with a kiss
And in a fluster said
Alpaca bag
I dreamed one night that an Antelope,
Loved a Gazelle and planned to elope
But at the moment they expected least
A jealous Wildebeest crashed the feast
The philandering Polar Bear
Took a fancy to a
kangaroo
But when she stole his
heart
He knew he’d met his
waterloo
The Koala was in some distress
In fact he was in a proper
mess
As he was told he
wasn’t a bear
And he didn’t think it
was fair
As he was one of nature’s
creations
Why did the Lion cross the road?
Well not just to get to the other side
The reason he wanted to cross over
Was to get to the other pride
Numbers of Tortoises and Terrapins
In the wild are
falling faster and faster
Biologists and
Environmentalists
Dolphins suffer from Erectile Dysfunction
And their sex life has
come a cropper
Not much is known
about their condition
But they’ve gone from
Flipper to Flopper
All the Rabbits in the field
Backed away from
Farmer Kline
This strange
phenomenon
Is known as a receding
hareline
I have a problem with Hedgehogs
I know it’s a strange
thing to allege
I just find it hard to
understand
Why can’t they just
share the hedge?
My Uncle has written an expose
It’s a real kiss and
tell
About being a vet,
it’s called
All creatures grunt
and smell
My uncle collects wild animals
He’s the
strangest bloke I’ve met
I offered
him a really fat badger
He said no
“as it didn’t fit in his set”
My Grandfather was from Lapland
And he was the
greatest hunter I bet
And when he
went to the bleak tundra
I stood stock still and
Feared for my nadgers
When in the
presence
Of the
honey badgers
When you hear
The chorus, from where
The alley cat’s tarry
Just remember
That every tom
Has a dick, Harry
If you see a man running from a Lion
Run like hell, run as
fast as you can
But you don’t need to
out run the Lion
You just need to run
faster than the man
Tiger, Tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the
night
Poachers perform their
rite
And leave a bloody
sight
I was told I should buy a cat
“Why on earth would I
do that?”
“They’re good company”
they say
“And they keep the
mice away”
Well eventually they
convinced me
And I admit its good
company
As to the expelling
from my house
Of every type and size
of mouse
They are a great
disappointment
And their failure is
evident
It is they who bring
in a mouse
Into the comfort of my
house
As a toy with which
they play
But they let the toy
get away
Now the mouse is here
to stay