The students
Of the lower grades
Took an outing to the zoo.
A little boy
Had questions,
As little boys will do.
'Is that zebra
Black on white
Or is it white on Black?
If you do not
Know the answer, sir,
I want my money back.'
The Keeper took
A moment's thought
And then he answered, thus:
'It's not a zebra,
Silly child,
It's a hippopotamus!'
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Author:
jeffburton1 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: And now for something completely different: I enjoy writing humorous/whimsical/absurdist poetry too. In fact, there is a book of them.
- Category: Humor
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Comments2
You're too fun with this! I take it shadows were playing on the back of the hippopotamus?! Nothing like a good laugh! Thank you very much!
I love this story it made me smile. But deeper still is the question. Many times we ask questions to which we do not get an answer because we were ask the wrong question.
Absolutely true … and very zen.
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