The Moose Poem

Swinging from a banana tree
A Toola likes to sing
Ring around the roses
Clunk-a-clunk-a ding

Once a moose asked her
' You must be surly mad!
Teach me that song man
I will give you this bag '

So the Toola sang
And the monkeys went deaf
The moose and the Toola
Were the only ones left

The moose gave a squeal
And ran for the hill
' The Toola bit me
I will get rabies and krill '

So as the last Toola fell
From that unstable tree
The moose went fishing
And that was the end of me.