Once upon an evening boring, naught to do and nearly snoring,
\nPond’ring whether I should make rice krispie treats, or s’mores,
\nSuddenly there came a zoofling, and the sound of small paws stealthily loosening
\nThe hinges of my zinc-clad door.
\n“‘Tis some Lemur”, I grimbled, “covetting my zinc-clad door.
\nHe shall not have it!” Thus I swore.<\/p>\n
Oy Cretumbro! I remember, it was in the half-Octember,
\nWhen larcenous bands of Lemurs swarmed our land from hills to shore.
\nAll not-nailed-down were they a’stealing? Silver, gold and gems appealing?
\nNay! Zinc’s what Lemurs covet, zinc’s the thing that they adore!
\nThat grey, cretumbrous metal that the Lemurs all long for –
\nOnly zinc, and nothing more!<\/p>\n
Anxious then I crossed my chamber, eager to confront the danger,
\nLest gossips claim that Horselike, I did dwell without a door.
\nThrowing wide my zincy portal, I gave voice to a cry bzortal,
\nA challenge to the villain who was crouched there on the floor,
\nUnscrewing ev’ry hinge that did secure my zinc-clad door.
\nI took a breath. ’twas time to roar!<\/p>\n
“Scoundrel!” cried I, “Rotten Lemur! You plot to steal my zincen portal!
\nUnhand you now my hinges! Get you forthwith from my door!”
\n“Gasp!” he gasped, his plan uncovered, turned around, then off kerschlundled,
\nPausing but to snatch the gold hoofscraper from beside my door.
\nThe solid-gold hoofscraper that had graced my zincen door.
\nThe Lemur had it. How I swore!<\/p>\n
I gave voice to threats most dire, and gave chase too, lest it transpire,
\nBy a Lemur I’d be bested at the step of my front door.
\nClose behind I chased the villain, promising a painful killin’,
\nHe’d pay dear for that ornament that late had graced my door!
\nThe solid gold hoofscraper that belonged at my front door,
\nHe dropped and ran… T’was mine once more!<\/p>\n
“Whew!”, I whewed, with deep emotion, knowing it had been a close one,
\nBut my solid gold hoofscraper reposed in my hand once more.
\nReturning to my domicile, ’twas then I ‘scried that crime most vile!
\n’twas then I saw my entryway was not now as before.
\nEmpty gaped the doorframe where had stood my zinc-clad door.
\nI had been duped. You bet I swore!<\/p>\n
Turning then, I saw the Lemurs, kerschlundling on their Lemurs’ femurs,
\nTrundling to the forest with the burden that they bore.
\nToo far away to think of chasing, my sole chance of their crime erasing:
\nAppealing to their honesty (though it never worked before…)
\n“Bring that back!” I shouted”, “That’s MY zinc-clad door!”
\nQuoth the Lemurs, “Not no more!”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Written by Suri the Lemur for Halloween 2004, originally attributed to ‘Edgar Argon Notahorse’ (the viewpoint character).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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