“Hello! I’m Charli the Flying Chinchilla!”
Charli was a Chinchilla –
and, as I am struggling
to find a rhyme for Chinchilla,
I will ask you this:
‘What do you call a Chinchilla
with no is?’
Answer: a ‘chnchlla!’
Anyway, I don’t know why,
but a Chnchlla
(or a Chinchilla, if you like)
cannot fly
(and, more for information’s sake,
than for anything else,
they are also unable
to ride a bike –
they can’t reach the pedals,
for a start,
change gear,
or apply the brake –
their limbs being quite
short)
and it is thought
that
when they developed from fish
sixty-five million years ago
the absence of bicycles
was a factor in this.
Now, sighing, they often wish
to cycle down country lanes,
atop a two-wheeled contrivance;
or, satisfy their craving
to ride upon
a penny-farthing
over some crazy paving.
However, land-based still
would be the Chnchlla
abreast the two-wheel vehicle;
when what they really want
is to fly
high
in the sky!
Why?
I haven’t a clue –
do I look like a Chnchlla psychiatrist
to you?
I do?
Well, I’m not.
Most Chnchllas
stay firmly Earth-bound
upon the ground
is what long and lengthy
(not to mention ‘costly’ – so I won’t)
research has found.
Until, one day,
not so long ago,
a Chnchlla ran away
to join the circus.
Sung: ‘They fly through the air
with the greatest of ease;
those daring Chnchllas
on the flying trapeze.’
I felt a tinchy bit iller
When I heard of your flying chinchilla.
I was already queazy
and as usual wheezy
So with the thought of fine flying hairs
The nose happened to become chillier
Chinchilla hairs were compactin in,
It was getting filler ‘n’ fillier
An’ so my reply is silly ‘n’ sillier.
Never mind eh! Chin chin,
Nice one, Ruthie. I hope that you are still ‘flying through the air with the greatest of ease’. G:)