Chatterbox: Inkwell

Here's a poem I wrote called Zebra

Zebra, with your stripes of black,

or is it with your stripes of white?

will we know or will we see,

which is wrong and which is right?

Zebra one and Zebra two

you nor I can tell the difference!

With your stripes and hoofs so fast,

the lion great can't stand a chance!

Zebra with your hoofs so fast,

you run away into the night.

Will we ever know or see,

you running fast and free?

Zebra one and Zebra two

you nor I can tell the difference!

With your hoofs and ears so keen,

the lion great can't stand a chance!

Zebra with your ears so keen,

you can hear the lion crouching.

Will we ever know or see,

you thanking ears so keen and good.

Zebra one and Zebra two,

you nor I can tell the difference!

With your talents so surpreme,

the lion great can't stand a chance!