Chasing Tails Poem by Navarun Mallick

One little animal sitting all alone,
This little animal spies something on the ground.
The little animal loves the stability of its home,
This new prospect, however, makes its heart pound.

The little animal gets up to see,
The little animal see a string attached to its body.
The little animal thinks, so that's called a tail.
Boring yet exciting, timeless yet frail.

This little animal tries to catch its tail,
The little animal's tail is so close, yet so far.
The little animal makes it a sort-of Holy Grail,
But it doesn't know, that catching your own tail is barred.

The little animal's chase makes it go around in circles,
The little animal even forgets to eat.
The little animal's sole passion becomes to catch its own tail,
Until one day, the poor little dreamer falls down dead.