Gershon asked what became of the aardvark in my poem
'Maybe Tomorrow'
Sounded rather like a challenge....... ;-)
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An aardvark walked into IKEA Why he did that I have no idea Ignoring their calls To try the meatballs He searched for some ants out the rear He does ‘civilised’ when he’s able So found a flat pack dining table He’d built one - not ever In inclement weather And thus it was rather unstable You don’t see aardvarks wearing wellies While stuffing ants into their bellies And if he should drown While slurping ants down Would it show up on closed circuit tellies? He wouldn’t be humiliated Embarrassment is over rated The ground was now boggy And aardvark was soggy His hunger was not to be sated So he snuck in to get meatballs - Swedish He was wet so they gave him a free dish He ate them real quick And then he got sick Had somebody done something fiendish? The police came and said, “Well I Never, Was it IKEA food or the weather?” They found lots of clues They thought they could use But they struggled to put them together.
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