Just struck me strange
that zebra rampage
through downtown streets
with hoodlum gangs.
“Don’t hit that hors…
striped, zoo suit
zebra running scared
with metro squads
in pursuit
Corner the beast
and tie him up,
cover his eyes,
hurry, round him up
And round he goes
and frets the rope
without knowing what
the captors hope:
Return the creature
to freedom plains–
Give him a chance
Release the reins
The zebra bolted toward
the door
And never looked back
nor wanted more.
Let me loose–the road calls
me, too. A Wildebeest with
wonderlust can’t function in a zoo.
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