Bull Moose Poem by Nadalia Bagratuni
Bull Moose
Growing up in the great north woods,
It is not uncommon,
To come upon,
One of the greatest animals around,
The Moose.
However, sometimes when there is one,
There are many,
Wait grab the camera,
Please, hold right there for a picture!
Now, I had them in my sight,
What happened to them all right,
I only see one,
Were are the others,
Oh, by the way is the plural of Moose,
Mice?
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