Outcry

One day, he squealed like a sweltering piglet;

another, he sighed like the wind in a cave.

He said to his children at breakfast ‘You’re stupid!’

and grunted like Rambo when pushing his car.

Later, he whistled his way to the boozer;

at night-time, he snored like a didgeridoo

He said to his children at breakfast ‘I love you!’

and cried when his missus then told him the news.