|Our bear is feeling lonely|
In his plant. He thinks if only
I’d some friends to play with. Well,
I think I’ll give ‘em all a bell.
So he sends an invitation
Out to friends of ev’ry nation-
Ality by duckmail that
Is as fast as it can get.
Suddenly the sky’s alight
With various creatures in full flight.
All the pets from Knuti’s knog
Are flying in through mist and fog.
Knutiboy, as if on cue,
Arranges a light barbecue
With various treats on spindly sticks,
And cheers the guys with limericks.
Ev’ryone is overjoyed
And shakes Knut’s paws and hugs him tight,
And even Lila, Rosemary’s cat,
Tries to kiss Knut’s fluffy head.
However, being rather small
She doesn’t manage it at all.
Chewing on some bluefin tuna
In a corner sits Yamuna,
Joyfully dear Miffe tries
To advise on Finnish fries.
Floyd and Fry, who’ve joined them too
Hand over gifts, all wrapped in blue.
In the process, Bodhi fell
Under sweet Delilah’s spell,
Listens with rapt fascination
To her German intonation.
Star, from far-away Brazil,
Reminds George to take his pill,
Something Harry should have done
(who didn’t want to spoil the fun).
Samson meows “It’s mega-phat
This friendship between dog and cat.”
Rocco, still somewhat aloof
Barks “Yep, and aren’t we living proof!”
Little Flocke full of joy is
Making gentle nuzzling noises.
Oso from the Argentine
Feels shivers running down his spine.
While the gang is banqueting
Something peculiar’s happening.
Among the cats and dogs galore
A mighty deep and rumbling snore
Is verberating through the air,
To which nothing can compare.
Knuti wrings his paws and tries
To quieten the anxious cries:
“Please my friends, disturb him not, he
Is an awfully fierce Rottie,
Who’s agreed to leave for me
His dearest mummy, Eva G.
He’s leader of the KFA
And hails from the US of A.
Woofie always does his best,
So let him have a little rest.”
And the fun goes on and on,
And they party till the morn’.
Above, the Starship KnutipriseIs circling silvery moonlit skies.