The Joy

Part VII: (The Joy)

Emus trudged along.
All the very well-worn paths.
Looking for Something.

Something was a fish.
And not a very bright one –
He ran for freedom.

The fools soon found him,
And he's back with the Emus –
Disgruntled Emus

As the Plarch landed,
The Emus all Plurchdesed up.
And Reldinaflerred

Now they saw what loomed
Like a curtain before them –
The very dark zoo

They entered the zoo,
And saw before them Bígh Brüûr –
Napkins shaded pink

They told Bígh Brüûr,
We’re here to negotiate
Pardon for our crimes

Now bígh brüûr told them,
Your requests will be fulfilled –
Would you like some tea?

Declining the tea,
Oh so very politely,
bígh brüûr got enlarged

You don't like my TEA?
The sound echoed through the night –
The Emus cowered.

We will take your tea,
They all said quite timidly.
Almost dead from fright

And then...it happened.
With a minuscule *squeek* noise,
It ran 'cross the room

Cats had come, and so
Had PręñīfÆldîþsŒŔķ – they
Had found them at last

Come with us! They said
They plan to disembowel you –
You have to escape?

All right, they all sighed,
And then, slowly, they came, for
They knew that they must

The Emus all cried
In joy of this new friendship –
They said in despair:

Quintessentially,
Iowa is Iowa –
It’s Mediocre