Ima Ryma Poems

I was having a nice swim.
I've been swimming all my life.
But then a net turned my dip grim.
I got caught up in tangled strife.
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Being a squirrel, I wave my tail.
Humans grabbed me to check this out.
Why do I wave it when I hail
A rattlesnake that comes about?
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Arc of the moral universe
Bending ever in time and place.
Bend for better or bend for worse.
Injustice grips the human race.
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Dying from nerve gas is not fun.
Such victims should not have to die.
From time to time it has been done.
The civilized world does decry.
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Commenting in the Internet
Gives a sense of empowerment,
With varied bounds of etiquette,
It makes me feel quite relevant,
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Time to take a little time out
To ponder over all the stuff
That life of a chimp is about.
Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's tough.
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An Andean bear, this is me.
My spectacles on my dark coat,
Light markings on face and chest be
Wearing glasses look - some bear note.
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I am Sophia, bird of prey,
A cinereous vulture kind.
Born by the Lincoln Park Zoo way,
Hatched by humans - but I don't mind.
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A cantaro, the hands made me
From clay into ceramic jar,
Percussion instrument to be
Played by hands for sweet sounds that are.
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George Herman Ruth, best known as 'Babe.'
The Baltimore Orioles got
Him first, gave him that labe,
Then common for a baseball tot.
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