"The Bludgeoned Goon"

"The bludgeoned GOON!" Bergruntha wailed,
conceding to the hounds,
"perhaps you're meant to see the moon,
convulsing from your mounds!"

"Come, shave an eel!" the hounds had piped,
their harmonies in tune,
"I know we're cute, but GOSH, you brute,
our mum abuses spoons!"

Bergruntha, not accustomed to,
a hound whose Mum was mad,
decided that The Bludgeoned Goon,
was likely just a fad.

"OH, WELL!"