The Trout
It's most often pleasing,
the sensation of sneezing,
the feeling of getting it all out.
It might be quite rude
to do it over food,
but it's made no difference
to the Trout?
Boulder Dash
A Rock and a Reindeer ran a race on a long and winding road.
They took to their start lines - after only a few wines
at the Reindeers humble abode.
That it took long to notice their pairing was bogus
seemed odd as they joined the scene.
On-watchers looked, though they hardly took a second glance
had they saw they'd have seen.
For in a fleeting moment, by the flash of a rodent
the flag was waved and they won.
A tie was taught and with only a thought
the decision for equality was one.
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