Written by naomimrshl

Huddled under a mushroom
On a bright and sunny day
Mole and Vole sought shelter
From a sky turned wet and grey.
Mole did muse his theory
Bout the way to eat a plum
"It stands up to scientific scrutiny
The way to eat it is left to right."
Mr. Vole screamed out "Mutiny!
Don't be daft!
The way to eat a plum, Sir,
Is always right to left!"

" You've gone round the bend, my friend,
Hollered Mr. Mole
" To the field to settle this!
I'll get my horse and pole! "

Mr. Vole  no slacker he,
Ran off to saddle up.

They both used spoons as armor,
Their caps were loving cups

The Queen , and her assembling
Gathered in the stands

They gaily waved their handkerchiefs...
(Of a good joust, they were fans.)

" As a special trophy, to the winna" ,
Her Majesty declared,
" I'll donate a tin of Semolina!
And Knight the jouster who is spared!"

Shortly after that royal edict
Mr. Mole and Mr. Vole
appeared in garter and sash.

Mr. Mole announced, with dash,
"I'll measure my steeds progress
Scientifically... with this tachograph!"

Vole screamed with rage "You stupid skype!
You might as well try and use Old Winnie's pipe!
A tachograph can't measure a gait...
Now the joust will have to wait!"

The Queen shed tears of deep regret
Her assembling cowered away and crept
Back to their fancy villa
Where they dined on plums
and Semolina.

And for my friend, Mr. Joe
@lyttlejoe
I leave in the box

A weed
A seed
And a hoe.