Here goes, a poem in 5 mins.

GRYPHONITIS

I saw the gryphon again today

Walking in a rather peculiar way

It was goose-stepping instead of high-stepping

Hugh Granting when it should be Johnny Depping

It looked me directly in the eye

As it it shuffled-shunted to get by

Whispering hoarsely what it had to say;

I bet you don’t see one like me every day!