A Giraffe Ate Your Tulips
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There really is no nice way
To tell you what I saw;
But a giraffe ate your tulips-
He chomped them with his maw.
How he came to be there,
Inside your flower beds,
I really cannot tell you but-
He bit their bulbous heads.
He chewed them up a time or two,
And swallowed each in turn,
Then took a sip of water
At the bird bath, by the urn.
He ate them all quite neatly-
(I think his favorite's red)
And wiped his mouth on branches,
Then scratched his spotted head.
All day I've been debating
Just how to break the news;
But a giraffe ate your tulips,
And then he had a snooze.
He snoozed against the carport,
And he swatted at the flies
With his handy tail-swipe,
When I swear I heard him sigh.
And I'm mostly sure I heard him
Belch a time or two,
Before heading for Mrs. Johnson's-
Where he ate her tulips too.
I know you miss your tulips;
They had the strangest fate,
But a tulip munching giraffe,
You could not anticipate.
You ought to plant more tulips;
I don't think he's coming back-
But maybe choose a different shade-
That giraffes will not snack.
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