Giraffe (Draft 1)
There is a giraffe who reads my words for me
stands up tall because she loves me like a high leaf
She has a reading every Friday at the club
and they love her because she is so beautiful
and she is so slim and long necked, yes!
She is so cool when
she reaches high
and reaches low
She has no stage fright and
her heart beats true always for me;
I think she can throb for me
without a worry about her heart
except if I would not kiss her neck.
— Douglas Gilbert