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Animal Antics
Stretching and lowering their head submissively Two tiger cubs in a fun frolic play and kittens yowl Actively under trees, limbs, and leaf brushes passivity Hugs, scratches, bites, and tiger growls Along comes a black heart face gibbon Swinging from branch to branch in high-speed No tail, arms as long as his body like ribbons Teasing he joins in “You can’t catch me! Yes indeed!” Swinging from branch to branch in high- speed Reaching for the cubs as fast as he could He pulls their ears and pulls their tail to take heed Can't seem to get enough of play since he began The cubs jump and stretch and extended their claws With all their efforts falling back to the ground with no avail They suck and draw breath playing hide-seek to get their jaws on the gibbon. From behind, the gibbon stood on the ground and pulled their tails They turned and chased as fast as they could and failed Worn out conveying a lack of interest they walked away Swinging from branch to branch in high-speed he stopped and inhaled “Where are you going?he wailed.I’m not done playing? Come back to play another day. “ 9/9/2016 Animal Antics - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton
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