Oh Giraffe
Long necked babe and able,
A slippery tongue creature fable,
She enjoyed when being fed,
And does not distinguish blue from red,
Just swallows, eats, and licks the hand,
Like a closer buddy friend,
If you have food in a bag and hand,
They all come in sequence bow and bend,
To grasp their share,
They like to freely borrow but not to lend,
A closer look at them,
And when they get what they want in the end,
They disappear without fear,
How selfish of them my friend!
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