Monday, February 15, 2016

A valentine poem by JWyn

An Unsung Wondrous Creature 

I sing this song to the unsung

Tall mammal with a purple tongue,

Whose dark brown spots are like the sun,

And rise upon the day begun.

He walks with grace and eyes open wide 

Sixteen feet tall and filled with pride. 

He rarely jumps but stands up tall,

And never does he ever fall.

For lunch he stretches way up high,

To reach the Acacia quite near the sky.

Then comes back down for a quiet sleep,

And tends to his little ones he must keep.

This unsung wondrous creature,

With his tall neck (quite a feature),

Has small ossicones like horns on his head, 

And eyes of brown , this creature unsaid.

And does he know, this sweet giraffe,

That I love him, he makes me laugh.

Rash and harsh he isn't half,

Especially to his sweet young calf.

Yes, he can hardly get a drink, 

And he isn't a pretty shade of pink,

But I do wish him to be mine,

My lovely, spotted, tall, valentine.

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