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On Discussing Zebras
larrylark

"How clever of you all to know your names,
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now can anyone tell me anything about zebras?
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Yes, you over there."
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"My name's Lorraine."
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"And a very pretty name it is too,
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well done for remembering."
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"Now about the zebras, can anyone tell m.....?"
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"My name's Brian and I like lions."
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Down in the jungle of eternity
 9
long ago animals stirring themselves
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in the primeaval warmth
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of another nameless day
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walked towards their watering holes
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through hot rain.
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Sunrise followed them through the tracks
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they made across the silence
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of the Universe as stars hurtled
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towards now. So here we are
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stuck in the world we have created
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where everything has a name
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and almost all have labels attached
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which can neither be changed or erased
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and will soon litter abandoned places.
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A zebra is a four legged creature,
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halfway between a horse and a mule
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more or less.
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No-one knows why stripes
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were pressed against its side,
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we can only hazard a guess.
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Brian shook, then roared like a lion
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so the  zebras did not stay.
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Lorraine wrote names
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on the front of a song book,
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that weren't spelled the right way .
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13 Jun 08

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nice.

--listen
 — unknown

Hi Listen

Sometimes you listen to kids and nothing they say yet everything they say makes sense.

Larry senseless Lark
 — larrylark

the wrap-aroundness of the middle section works well and the suggested mult-narrators make this poem something to challenge a reader. Enjoy the way the middle part is framed by the fable of Brian and Lorraine and the quirkiness of the names.

an admirer
 — unknown

Dear Unknown

I am a lot quirk but also a little quark

Larry singing into eternity Lark
 — unknown

this is a fucking masterpiece.
 — onklcrispy

nice poem, larrylark.
 — varun

Hi DL

One day I will marry sweet Lorraine

Larry bigamusicus Lark
 — larrylark

Hello Mr Lark
I seem to remember reading somewhere that the stripes act as a camouflage mechanism, something to do with tall grass.
A very fine piece of writing.
Thank you.
 — sir_I_clan

Hi Onklecrispy,

I guess i would have to agree with you .....Sigh.......

Larry pie in the sigh Lark
 — larrylark

Hi Varun

Can't talk much as i am in hiding from the dreaded Joey

Larry in cog neet o Lark

PS Kandinsky rules OK
 — larrylark

good poem!
 — stout

as does miro.

still, nice poem larry.
 — varun

Hi Varun

I have to say i do love those landscapes that stretch away into infinity with the fore ground littered with amoebic and inanimate objects, a bit like my front living room late Saturday night.

Larry padded in his cell Lark
 — larrylark

Thanks stout
 — larrylark

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