Zoo-loo

Two little limericks I wrote a while ago whilst going through an aspirational phase. Dwelling on the practicalities held me back.

I want to go live in a zoo

Have lunch with a tiger or two

As visitors pay

It’s all on display

So where would I go for a pooh?

Reach For The Sky

I want to go live in a tree

Be mistress of all that I see

I’d reach so high

And touch the sky

But where would I go for a pee?