Not A Moo Point (Inklings Day 9)

Let a hungry soul
get to his meal
Should you be so foul?
What’s the big deal?

I’ve sat through lectures,
I’ve heard the clock tower ring.
I look forward to these dinners,
No matter how disappointing.

You make my commutes miserable
with your you-know-whats.
Instilling fear unimaginable,
as/when you charge without any thoughts.

Staging frivolous parades,
You are everywhere I could be.
Please end this ridiculous charade,
Oh lord! can’t you just flee?

Okay, so can I not go that extra mile
I mean, c’mon try getting the clue
you’re not a crocodile
and I don’t have the colour ‘moo’.