Bee's Knees
Bee's Knees by Xaison Mallory Well isn't that just the bee's knees the adder's aunt the cat's sneeze? Isn't that just the elephant's fart the dog's logs the flies eyes? Couldn't it be the horse's corset the goose's honk or the iguana's gaze? Shouldn't it be the kangaroo's punch the jackal's laugh or the llama's spit? How about the nightingale's tweet the manatee's moo and the ocelot's mew? Who hasn't seen the queztal's coat a panda's parade or a rattlesnake gloat? Say that I'm shedding tortoise tears for the serpent's salvation and the urial's unction. Where will I find a whale's whipple a vole's stoal or xiphorsura's corpsules? Put it all down to a yeti's yawn The zebra's zipped and is now long gone!
