Lordhavemercy, the chicken's done flown the coop. The hens are squawking, the pigs are oinking, and the snakes got caught up in the hula hoop. The cats are prancing around, licking ferociously to keep themselves clean. The dogs are chasing the cats up the trees; damn they can be so mean. The turtles are taking their poor time getting from one spot to another. The peacocks are struttin' around like they own the joint - showin' off all their true colors. The pigeons are cooing while on the ground, but while in the air are dropping down ammunition. The lambs are running around in circles, because they have no sense of direction. Look at the zebras nervously walking around looking for their young. They'd better find them before the lions do or Lord help them, they'll be gone. My, my, the Gorillas look a little bit agitated. I guess you would, too, if for years you had been sedated. Well now, they're on the loose and ready to kick some booty. But first they'll search for their mate to perform their instinctive male duty. Animals all over, running amuck and causing serious destruction. What I want to know, and it's a simple question, is WHO IN THE HELL LEFT THE GATE OPEN!Birth sign: Capricorn
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