The Gargling Gorilla

The pipes gurgled as she spoke, and the back door opened.

“Do you mean there isn’t a gorilla after all?” asked Tim. The back door shut.

“Oh, there is a gorilla,” said Rosa, “but he’s been away all evening. He is so shy and retiring, I encourage him to go to an evening class in flower arranging so he can get out and meet people.”

As she spoke, the gorilla ambled in, bowed to Tim, and gave Rosa a beautifully arranged bowl of red and white roses.

Of course, Tim stayed for supper. Rosa made him a cup of tea, while the gorilla grilled toasted cheese sandwiches.

The cat snacked, the vulture clacked, the wolfhound crunched, the rabbit nibbled, the gorilla and Rosa and Tim gossiped, the pipes under the sink gargled (or gurgled) and the toasted cheese sandwiches sizzled happily in the griller.