Fambly

When Uncle Matt

Became a cat

He killed my sister’s fluffy rabbit.

To make amends, we bought some more,

They only fed his lust for gore;

A most alarming habit.

When Aunty Vi

Became a fly

She lost her appetite for food;

“Ingesting the faeces

Of any species,

Strikes me,” she said, “as rude*.”

When Aunty Trish

Became a fish

Her scales were of a golden hue;

But breathing water made her tired,

And thus it was that she expired.

We flushed her down the loo.

*although, what she actually said was, “Bzzz-bzzz-bzzz bzz bzz-bzz

                                                                                          Bzz-bzz bz bzz.”