Mr Giraffe
Well Hello there, Mr Giraffe!
Look at you with your head in the trees,
What wonderful colourful patches
And funny knobbly knees
It’s a wonder you don’t fall over,
Reaching up there for your meals
But maintain elegance and composure,
Like a lady in stiletto heels
I much prefer you to a zebra,
Black and white is so last year
And stripes are simply nothing,
Against your smart patchwork fur
And you have such a gentle face,
Compared to the mean buffalo
You don’t feel rushed like a cheetah,
But take things nice and slow
I’m not worried that you’ll eat me,
Won’t rip me with tooth and claw
Your gentle voice won’t scare me,
Not like a horrible roar
No, I feel you would be courteous
If you spoke, you would say, ‘Good Day’
A gentleman of the Savannah
Going on his merry way
My long eye-lashed, long legged friend
You’re my favourite I suppose
For your special giraffe gentility
From your head to your little hoof toes