..
Am I black with
white stripes,
or
white with black
stripes
or
just all ’round
(lucky)
striped
from head to hoof?
Actually, I’m a little
blue. And here’s the proof:
Under the light of
this moon, I’ve discovered
that I’m covered
in bars.
..
I’m loving the zebra poetry!
Oh no! Not bars. 😦 Super sad ending. Great poem.
I too am loving the zebra poems. 🙂
And I love the idea of zebra pond airings (or darings4),