I’d be a giraffe.
Yeah, a giraffe!
Oh man that’d be so cool to be a giraffe!
I’d meander throughout the Serengeti looking
for the most delicious leafs on my four twiggy legs and hooves
without any fear of the lions or cheetahs or hyenas
because I’d be too beautiful to eat.
Oh! I’m getting excited just thinking about being a giraffe.
Just Imagine!
My long, snake-ish neck would stretch
far above the skulls
and shoulders of all the other animals on the Serengeti!
Oh man!
I’d be able to see for miles from up there,
checking out all the lady giraffes from far away,
and then I’d strut.
I’d strut my giraffey strut across the plains next to the best mate,
and I’d stick out my
long
black
tongue around the branches quite seductively and strip the branches of their leaf-clothes slowly,
and all the ladies would love me.
Oh man, it would be soooo awesome to be a giraffe.
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