As As I lay in bed Counting Sheep
After a day spent Eating Crow while
It Rained Cats and Dogs Outside,
I found myself on My High Horse Looking a fellow Gift Horse in the Mouth.
I kept Quiet as a Mouse,
Only to look up and discover:
He had Weasled his way in through my bedroom window!
I personally Wouldn’t Treat a DOG That Way.
However, HE:
Moved like a Gazelle and was
Hung like a Horse.
I didn’t notice any Fly in THAT Ointment, just a welcome Elephant in the Room!
So I fell asleep and dreamt about him because:
He IS a Horse of a Different Color who
Wouldn’t Hurt a Fly and is also
The Cat’s Meow❣️