The Sick Zebra
A zebra looked in the mirror one day
His stripes were fading from black to green
His eyes looked sallow and his stomach upset
Like when he ate too much candy on Halloween
He took some brown paint and covered his green stripes
Remembering the color wheel from third grade art
Brown plus green equals a return to black
He looked in the mirror and said, “Gee whiz! I’m smart!”
Written by Gwendolen Rix
5-20-14
For my grandson Sebastian
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