A Chowder of Cats

A Chowder Of Cats There's a chowder of cats on the corner an exultation of larks in the sky a troop of monkeys high in the trees where the rhino's doth daily crash by A pack of dogs patrolling the lane-way a herd of cows at rest in the byre a bellow of bullfinches grasping hawthorn A mischief of mice staying warm by the fire A parliament of owls swoop over golden corn where an army of caterpillars stay low a flock of sheep look down from the hills high above a congregation of alligators sleeping in a row A pandemonium of parrots rudely laughing an unkindness of ravens unamused a drove of bullocks seriously unimpressed a bloat of hippopotami singing twelve-bar blues