Short Rhino Poems
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As I was walking in the snow,
I chanced to meet a cold rhino.
It began to sneeze,
Creating quite a breeze:
Now what to do? --I dunno.
The unicorn said to the rhino,
"You're fat, and your horn doesn't shino."
The rhino shot back,
"Existence you lack,
You're fake, and as dead as a dino."
My rhino can play the flute
And is good at the maracas to boot
Alas he is quite forlorn
For his flute bangs into his horn
So now he has a saxophone to toot
Rotund rhinoceros, short chubby legs
Gingerly walks between old ostrich eggs
She is full of sass
As she makes a pass
Please get me a rainbow tutu, she begs.
I saw a man
Hugging a rhino,
Why he was
I really don’t know!
I know some people
Like to hug a tree,
But a stuffed rhino
In a museum,
This surely can’t be!
Green Horned Rhino
Have you seen the Green Horned Rhino?
A creature so scarce and so rare.
We think he’s living in Norwich,
Dressed as a Hippo, with curly pink hair
Rhino Run
I fancied to catch me a rhino
A black one, but caught an albino
It seemed that my lure
Was not quite secure
He broke loose and charged my behin--Oh!!
deborah burch©
6/14/2012
Rhino baby bubbles up the sink in a flash
He is showing his goods, and he makes an incredible splash!
This is a whine sloshed out by my roommate, Leroy Flash.
Who is a bit scared of the baby; his teeth all a’gnash!
Back in my birthplace, though it has no dazzle
Jays still fly gracefully by its castle
By the olden hill it stands
As the mill in the hinterlands
Is turning in the wind
Like a tough rhino's skin
Earthen fortress, tough front wall
Yield? Never! I am a barrier tall
Trophy Hunters eradicated lesser one-horned.
Traditional medicine was reasoned then killed.
The colonial era malignant apartheid seized.
Tragic wildlife ranches endangered.
Tremendous Javan Rhinos died.
Tied mud wallow was converted, the game started.
Trapped maggoting man heart wolfed.
The last male white rhino died today
A human folly - it just wasted away
When the pursuit of money is paramount
What we leave for the future doesn’t count
One day there won’t be any more
And there won’t be anything to implore
Then the world may see
The last human on earth will be.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Mama rhino sways slow up Indigo River.
Baby into eager stride for stride and shivers.
Waterbucks nudge tip-toe go downriver.
High grass and baby dance together
A game of play and a chance deliver.
Butterfly flutters hasten thither.
Baby-tired falls asleep standing begins to quiver.
2/13/2021
I ride on Ryley Rhino
as down the river we go.
He knows things I want to know.
I said, “There’s a flashy fish!
Watch it swirl and swish!”
Ryley Rhino said, “I know.”
I said, “There’s a crocodile!
Look at its smug smile.”
Ryley Rhino said, “I know.”
I said, “There’s a sneaky snake!
I wonder if its name is Jake.”
Ryley Rhino said, “I know.”
"Ryley Rhino you're so smart,
I love you with all my heart!”
Ryley Rhino said, “I know.”