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Hello, as you might know a poem of mine was in the Times recently. It was titled "Safari Giant." If you read it and thought it was a giraffe, you were correct. I'm going to try to send in different poems on different animals to have you, my fellow Whyvillians figure them out. Here is my next poem. Happy Guessing! : )
I carry my home with me.
I heave it up on my back.
Sometimes it can be heavy,
But it???s hard not to lack.
I eat mostly food that is green.
Sometimes if makes me stay lean.
Swimming and walking, is what I do.
I can't fly or play the kazoo.
I walk very slow and steady,
Always at the ready.
I might win a race against a snail.
That is if he gets distracted by my tail.
I try to set my own pace,
Even though I may never win a race.
I can live to be very old.
At least that is something I'm told.
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Author's Note: If you think you might know it you can y-mail me with your guess.
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