23 September 2012
Kat the Squirrel, so she was known, Was a funny little squirrel who lived with her mom, And everyday, before she went out, She'd say: "Stay right here and don't daddle about!"
And poor poor Kat never left the trunk, All she could do was talk to a skunk As she wondered and wondered what treasures she'd find, Adventurous tales swarming in her mind.
Such was her intrigue, she couldn't wait, She made up her mind, and waited 'till late, Then jumped out the trunk and into the night, Her tail fluffing up at the dumbfounding sight.
"Freedom!" she wailed, scurrying around, Trying hard not to make a sound, When suddenly she stopped, mouth open in shock.... There seemed to be a river here... Made of... Rock?
Now I'd say it was her fault, for leaving her abode, But long story short, she stepped over the road, And such was her rush, she didn't see the lights Of the Curiosity Honda- (which now comes in white!)
So the moral of this story, for all you little brats...
Is that, well...
Curiosity Honda killed the Kat!
For more information of the Honda call: 1800-ROADKILL-033
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Kat The Squirrel • Opuss № I