Twas the Night before Christmas

By Ch'erie

Twas the Night Before Christmas
and all through the house

Everyone was starving
including the mouse

The cupboards we bare
and so even the weevils

were planning to jump ship
like evil K Nevils

Mother was desperate
how would she feed her large brood

Father sat helpless
in the foulest mood

Desperate times,
call for a desperate measure

This was one of those times
it would be a great pleasure

It had come to her notice
in the bush not far

lived a huge wild Chicken
they could reach it by car

So they all set off
their gas near diminished

was their last chance
after this they'd be finished!

They happened across one
grazing on a root

Father grabbed the rifle
made ready to shoot

As his trigger finger was ready to twitch
A bearded character yelled

"Leave those EMUS ALONE
you Son of  B..."

Well needless to say
the Ranger called the local Sarge

They were all bundled up
Carted off to face the charge 

Emu's are protected
twas a serious offense

Made no difference the hardship
their story made no sense!

Well as it turned out,
not everyone's a meanie

Coz the Warden himself
was no great greanie

Last I heard, they were all doing well
as they munched on their Turkey

In that measly grey Cell!

Every Cloud has a silver lining
there is still lots of Goodwill

But leave the EMU"S alone
it's not worth the drill!

Ch'erie de Perrot
Copyright 2008

Wot can I say, we were founded on a Penal Colony ;)