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Zany Zoo
the Zany Zoo The awakening of the dawn like a butterfly busting through the cocoon. The rhino's thyroid condition was exacerbated as the cheetah conflict continued. As I drank in and tasted the coolness of the water, my eyes gazed upon the crocodile's welcoming smile, the caption was split apart by the hyena's maniacal laughter, As I breathed in the heinous adventure, man what I would do for a cliff bar! Billy Roberts from Germantown Pennsylvania, you are the planner of my trips no longer. I'm immersed in the baboon conflict much, Cheetah's are too anxious and scared' those crazy colored monkeys, Always be constantly straight trippin, I suppose its time to go snatch up a snow cone, At least then i'll be heated up, Suppose I'll meander down yonder over in the holler, the Zoo will be closing soon, Why is this peacock making a bead-line for me? Get hence from me you beastly bird! You Great White, who's sensed the blood in the water, the kids are all laughing at me, As I hang clumsily from this tree, Screaming shrill and hoarsely for someone to come and save me, I enmesh myself and become one with the tree, Ya that's right devil-bird! walk away! that's why they call me lizard lips, I can hide from anything, Wednesday will be my greatest day, because it begins in W and ends in Y, As I take in a deep relaxed breath and pinch my leg until my eyes begin to adjust again, The Bronx Zoo is no bueno, Asta la Vista you toothy baboons
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