Glass separates gorillas from
The humans so that each can view
Each other safely - that's how come,
Here home at the Lincoln Park Zoo,
I can look through the glass and watch
The humans as they come and go.
Their hands often make the glass splotch,
But I do that too - doncha know!
So sometimes with the splotchy glass,
Or when the glass is mirrored in light.
A phenomenon comes to pass,
And I do see an awesome sight.
Peek a boo, I see you. Oh Gee!
Peek a boo, I guess I see me!
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