Telling story with poetry:
Zebra, the Beta version
1.
You’re a little hoarse to call me
This morning to tell your story
Zebra! Zebra in pajamas!
Tell me about the savannas!
2.
Zebra! Zebra’s running fast
down the grassy vales dead-ends.
What amoral beast or man
Has spooked your peaceful herd of friends?
3.
Sleepy leopards perching aloft
Opened their eyes but missed your rump.
Whiskers over claws, they fell soft,
snarling at the running herd.
4.
What amoral beast or man
Has spooked your peaceful herd of friends?
Zebra! Zebra’s stopping at last
To graze around the vales dead ends.
5.
Felon lions stalking their prey
Hiding under the canopy
Headwind blowing their scent away,
Draw close, and you graze slaphappy.
6.
Fancy, trendy in savannas,
Zebra Zebra! You, silly horse!
Aren’t you a little too hoarse
To tell stories in pajamas?
7.
Snap! A twig breaks. Fuzzy ears twitched.
Two swift lionesses pounced
on your black stripes. Missed by an inch!
Faster, you won the game this once.
8.
My cunning horse who pranced, of course.
Zebra! Zebra in pajamas,
Fastest reflex in savannas.
Survival was your thriving force.
9.
Stung by horse-flies the wildebeest
Reeled away from the waterhole
Your stripes were your shield at nightfall
Bite-free, you always drank in peace.
10.
Zebra! Zebra in pajamas,
You, lucky horse! You pranced, of course.
Fancy! Trendy in savannas.
Wild mane’s style! No silk! All coarse!
11.
Are there more black in your white stripes?
Or are there more white stripes than black?
Striking smart horse dressed in pinstripes,
Smooth you blur the lines of leaves and bark.
12.
Bleached and tall, the grass blades hide you.
Jeeps and men with guns roam near.
Stay still as their dangerous crew.
Kills—the zebra disappear.
13.
Zebra! Zebra! You, lonely horse
Behind zoo’s bars, you cry, of course.
Zebra! Zebra! You miss the plains
where warm winds brush black and white manes.
