6 June 2012
We've seen so much as we explore, But there is yet still so much more; Let's press on further, if you agree, Around the Magnificent Maniacal Menagerie... ( \ / ) \ )-( / / o| |o \ ( = U = ) __/_(__)_\__ | boob | (~} face! {~) |__________| Our next stop brings us to a dome, Made of glass, where creatures roam; Let's look up close and get a view, Of that malignant marsupial: The Rude-eroo.
This obstinate fellow, stands at crouch, A tail behind, in front a pouch; Inside which it keeps a book, With words so filthy we dare not look!
Inside their dome they spend their days, Hopping round whilst people gaze; And now and then they pick a viewer, And spew obscenities like manure!
Such wanton, wicked, words they shout! As they gesticulate and hop about; Insults, mockery, slights, abuse, Like "KnickerDuck!" and "WillyMoose!".
But thankfully, for those outside, The soundproof dome their insults hide; And as loud and angry as they shout, The Rude-eroos let nothing out!
But they are cunning little Roos, Intent to insult and confuse; For though their swearing cannot be heard, They write on cards and show the words!
Part 3: The Rude-eroo • Opuss № I