There’s a piano by the seaside at the water’s edge,
And an existential carpet on a ski-slope sledge.
There’s an out-of-tune banana which is over-ripe,
And a talentless pretender who believes his hype.
There’s a diplodocus catfish on at gas mark ten,
And a cheap asthmatic wardrobe who’s in charge again.
There’s a Philostrate conundrum with a bish-bash-bosh,
And a telepathic lamb-chop saying, “Oh, my gosh!”
There’s a hudabrastic cock-up due to mince-meat legs,
And an over-active chicken stealing all those eggs.
There’s an asystolic apple with an eye for fame,
And a homonymic lamp-post which is quite aflame,
Who and why before and after during this or that,
If you don’t believe this nonsense then I’ll eat my hat/
er, that’s that…