Get Outa My Hole - Not Bawdy
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A mole was looking out for worms by digging underground
Suddenly the soil ran out and he was digging sand
Then all at once his ears picked up a scared whimpering sound
And when he saw two eyeballs he said do you need a hand
The eyeballs blinked and then its beak let out a little sigh
It said there is a man from who I hid for I can’t fly
The mole said stop your snivelling, you have to be ‘The Guy’
And yet your head is underground, your bum‘s up in the sky
So take your head out of the sand and get out of my lair
The ostrich said the man is setting lots of traps up there
The mole just laughed and chided him, don’t mess your underwear
He won’t be hunting ostriches so you don’t need to care
The ostrich grizzled please make sure that he’s not coming back
The mole said look fear in the eye when it lands in your lap
I’m gonna go another way so please don’t trip a trap
And when his foot trod on a flap his final word was ‘CR...!’
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2021
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