“Fine I’ll write a poem about a Giraffe”
I don’t know much about them
My friend said they have no voice boxes
And purple tongues
But that’s not true
They actually communicate
Using some very high pitch frequency
That me and her can’t understand
She told me they have even numbers of spots
And pointy horns on their heads
Then we ran out of things to say
But she told me there was more to speak
We assume they only eat trees
That’s why their necks are so long
I wonder if they get lonely up there?
I wondered what she would think, if we were giraffes.
