A Tail To Tell.

This is almost as bad as Boadicea. I don't know where it came from and maybe I'm better off not knowing.

Arthur was a boy
Pretty simply put
Bright eyed, bushy tailed
Literally speaking
He had clothes tailor made
His parents said "It's just a phase"
But a phase it was not
And Arthur's tail stayed

A pre-simian appendage
A prodigious extrusion
Leading to naught but shame
And playground exlusion
Prehensile and precise
Predestined for mischief
By an excommunicated
Exempted, yet raucous little gruff

A fine rope, is a tail
Coarse, but not so
That it was unpleasant
In the final death throes
Mischief understates
His noose oriented deeds
As he hung them from the ceiling
And they all ceased to breathe