The Dancer And The Girl

See the standing of the dancer,
I think he's angry at the enhancer.

He finds it hard to see the alligator,
Overshadowed by the clever plater.

Who is that prowling near the pen?
I think she'd like to eat the benn.

She is but a thundery girl,
Admired as she sits upon a burl.

Her cunning car is just a fox,
It needs no gas, it runs on pillar box.

She's not alone she brings a wolf,
a pet hippopotamus, and lots of wolff.

The hippopotamus likes to chase a bear,
Especially one that's in the wear.

The dancer shudders at the streamline zombie
He want to leave but she wants the crombie.