Sunday, October 12, 2008

A LLAMA SPIT ON GRANDMA

My Granny took me to the zoo
To see the things the monkeys do








And as she went to pat the llama
He up and spit upon my Grandma!









She pulled a tissue from her purse
And then things went from bad to worse







I really, surely, truly tried
To keep that tiny noise inside







But out it came, that hearty laugh
And who should hear, but a giraffe!








Oh, how he tried to hide that smirk
But don't you know? It didn't work!









Well, he was howling, just like me,
And so the monkeys came to see








Their merriment caused such a riot
There was no way to keep them quiet








They were having so much fun
The elephant thought he should come







The chimps, they choked









The gators giggled







The jaguars joked










The skunks, they sniggled








The rhinos roared









The songbirds soared








They laughed away








To Gran's dismay








She shook her fist, and called us daft,







And finally,









My Grandma LAUGHED.

3 comments:

jj said...

163 words in present form
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urbangardener said...

Auntie Jana,

I like playing soccer. I like playing soccer even more. I like playing soccer even more and more and more. I love horsey-ees. I like numbers. I like all the horseys together. I really like your story.

Jackie Rocket Bones

Ryan said...

:)