Denis Martindale

Giant Panda!

A baby Panda has to eat,
How else can Pandas grow?
He has to stand upon his feet,
To go where he must go!
He has to blossom like a rose
That rises to the sun
And that's the answer, Heaven knows,
Why chewing must be done...

But left alone to chew, chew, chew,
The growing Panda swells!
His belly bulges into view,
As he does nothing else...
As if there's reason to make haste
While he looks mighty glad,
No exercise to trim his waist,
He looks just like his Dad!

But Giant Panda, must you stay
As plumped up as you are?
It's ...