Drinking and Playing
Drinking and drinking Irish whiskey and red wine
They all thought they saw a spotted giraffe recline
Statistics say play
Oh ya, come what may
then they started playing with a fat porcupine.
There once was an oversexed hedgehog
Who had eyes for an exuberant frog ~
They had themselves a good yuk
But then got stuck, just their luck ~
Green porcupine baby's home’s in a bog
His prickly quills were more than a few,
her black ink was seldom used,
octopus in sink,
porcupine got ink,
their writing poems making headline news.
Four lines -- seven, eight, nine:*
leaping 'cross lagoons of blue
splashed peripatetic porcupine
who shot a quill at her behind
*The next 4 lines have 7, 8, or 9 syllables...