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By: Feign


The Platypus is mad at me
he made it known, with dignity
that I was going to rue the day
I smacked him on the butt
.
Well, he ate all my picnic lunch
he and his unruly bunch
my doorbell rang, I had a hunch
of what I was to see
.
Platy and his bestest friends
no there for sure to make amends
for it appeared they’d never mend
from those butt smacks I gave them
.
the squirrel was all bandaged round
to hide the hideous bruises found
the frog suffered whiplash,he found
and the pig was limping bad
.
The Platypus said, “just LOOK at us”
“now I don’t want to make a fuss”
“but we will wait here for a bus,
To complain to the cops.”
.
“ok.” I said, and shut the door
but through it I heard a few things more
“hey Platy,?you think she has more,
of that delicious food?
.
I noted that the bus went by
 nowhere on it those were those guys,
so out the window I  did spy
them mumbling on  the steps
.
I opened up the door and said,
“I thought you guys were almost dead!
the riot act you should have read
because I beat you so.””
.
The Platy smiled a twinkly smile
said,”oh we kidded you a while”
we can fix this in good style”
if you will give us lunch!”
.
I went and got my frying pan
held it threateningly in hand
I never knew such injured ran!
and Platy yelled “that’s IT for you!!!
.
The mouse squeaked, “You’re not NICE.”
.
Feign