An Ill Fated Foursome
AN ILL FATED FOURSOME
There was once a giraffe called Flashy,
Had a girlfriend whose name was Sassy
In addition, had a mistress called Trashy
And the girlfriend, a lover called Splashy
They romped and played all of the day,
Not giving a care to criminals in their way,
For danger lurked whilst they just lay,
In a dreamy, erotic, sun drenched bed of hay.
Reality soon crept up on these randy four,
As predators came knocking at their door,
The pride of lions let out a delighted roar,
Licked their chops, a mess on the grassy floor!
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