A Rambling of Rubbish

[Leonie]

A Rambling of Rubbish
Leonie Parker © 2013

I’ve heard of a barrel of monkeys,
and also a murder of crows.
I think there is even an elephant ‘crash’.
(I saw one that fell on its nose).

A shiver of sharks would be scary;
a wisdom of owls wouldn’t be.
A chattering either of budgerigars
or chickens sounds noisy to me.

I’ve heard of a puddle of puppies,
(the puppies all piddled I ‘spose).
I wish I could witness a dazzle of zebras
but we don’t have many of those.

A gaggle of geese might confront us
an army of ants might attack,
a rhumba of rattlesnakes might want to dance
and a jellyfish swarm is a ‘smack’.

There’s also a kindle of kittens.
My kindle sure doesn’t meow
but it has a ‘prickle of porcupines’ photo
to view if I only knew how.

Some people might have hordes of hamsters
(I’d rather have hamsters than gnats).
Out here in the colonies we don’t have beavers
but we sure have plenty of bats.

A group of baboons is a congress,
a labour of moles, not unknown.
Apparently cheetahs group in coalitions.
(I think I’ll leave that one alone.)

And vultures in groups are committees.
And crows can be parliaments too,
or hovers, or musters, or murders or hordes.
On that note I think I’ll shoot through.

HooRoo

[Heather]

Just about got the whole zoo there Leonie. Thanks for the giggle as always. The coalition, committees and the parliament are never going to be the same again.

Heather

[Neville Briggs]

That's very good Leonie.