Clarence lived at number 22
He preferred it to his cage at the zoo
He shopped at Sainsbury’s for his meat
And wore paisley slippers on his feet
He lived next door to a kangaroo
Who had to stay in bed with flu
He got some provisions for his friend
And took them back and helped him tend
He loved the freedom that he had
But things were about to turn incredibly bad
Surely it would not be discreet
To have a lion resident in the street
Even though he meant no harm
The neighbours said he had no charm
They left a note on his door one day
That said he should pack his bags and go away
Clarence was completely distraught
Good behaviour he had always been taught
He had not even nibbled at anyone’s feet
And had not eaten anybody in the street
Surely they must be prejudice against his kind
And have misconceptions in their minds
They reported him to the City zoo
Where he was deported feeling blue
Clarence always dreamed of number 22
He didn’t want to live to old age in the zoo
Locked in a cage all on his own
All he wanted to do was go home
So he hatched a plan with Kangaroo
To escape from the zoo
More adventures with his friends
This is where our story ends
Video Link to illustrated and spoken story. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNlNP9KGgRI