Revised sonnet #1322
Our lions are mouserlike their litters ash
They lisp their roars to warn of muscle might
They prod you woozy should you start to dash
They gum you giddy should you pick a fight
Our lamb and lioness share one sugar crash
Their smoothie stevia laced a frothy fright
The daily dose inspires a pax of pash
Their common coma puts the world to right
Our rowdiest acquisitions cub and ram
The house in nicest part of neighbourhood
Its windows bison board and knotty wood
They gobble blowtorched melon never ham
Our house the sootiest do up finest street
Up rises mesh and razor wire youd greet
Chorus street lane road