The Phone Rings At 3 a M At the Doorly Zoo- -
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At the Doorly Zoo a well-trained guerrilla waves
It’s 3:00 am
Gorilla flung his manure like a combat soldier in guerrilla warfare
No one but the ground keepers are there, MAN DOES IT SMELL
The phone rings at 3:00 am
Do you know where the monkeys are?
In the trees most of them upside down asleep
Emerald eyes shines as the screeching bats
Float, flutter, and fly in their habitat
Swoosh-----
The phone yet rings as 3:00 am
"At the Pavilion as the phone yet still rings at 3 a.m."
Some careless butterflies escape their exhibits
A few gotten eaten by night flown bats
What a traffic jam as the fish parade tween their glass petition
Punch adolescence gophers and ground hogs race for territory environment
While in the oval pit, circles the wild bobcat
It’s yet early, early morning at the Doorly Zoo
What are the animals gonna do
You see it be a wrong number…
A the pavilion as the phone yet still rings at 3:00 am
This wrong number person just keeps calling, calling…
Must be an emergency or something
See it be a wrong number…
"At the Pavilion as the phone yet still rings at 3 a.m."
1/9/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
January 7, 2020 Assignment
Written for class assignment (WIPS) North Omaha Writers Group (NOW)
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2020
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