In silken sheets of her Italian bed br we consummated after we were wed br the union that each soul is lusting for br woke in the morn to a most fright'ning roar br it was the lion who had left his cage, br again he roamed the streets in fiery rage. br This had to stop, we could expend no lives br of servant husbands and their faithful wives. br The cages at the zoo had been unlocked br all beasts escaped, this moment someone knocked br upon my door, it was the Maitre D. br who whispered 'you must follow to be free'. br A sudden flash of movement caught my eye br gigantic paws swiped at the man, went by br stood in the room in front of her and me br my newlywed cried 'I must go and pee.' br There was no way that we could here survive br oh what a turn, we want to stay alive! br I mumbled loudly, folded hands to pray br while the new spouse yelled 'please just go away.' br And at the sound of irate woman's scorn br that moment at the honeymoon's own morn br the lion shook his mane and arched his back br it soon appeared that he might not attack. br He slammed the door so splinters flew around br went in the lift and pressed the button 'Ground'. br br And us? We hopped right into the big bed br to celebrate the fact we were not dead. br And you? In case you think I'd tell a fib br it is the same truth as in Adam's rib. br My friend, about these things one makes no jokes, br and I would never kid you decent folks.