Staggeringly mad and obtuse

There once was a brainless old moose
Who was staggeringly mad and obtuse
He stepped in a flan
And his antlers went bang,
And he ended up Danny La Rousse.

There once was a poem surreal
Made of panthers and pineapple peel

(to be continued...)

(and somewhat later, he wrote...)

It was rather too pink,
It was purple, I think,
Never buckets for curly the kneel.

("Eh?")

... Up, as they say, acknowledging their sadly Northerly position, if indeed they might be said to be so.