Maybe... - Lincoln Park Zoo - Poem by Ima Ryma
A European white stork chick,
I was hatched at Lincoln Park Zoo,
By the best folks that I might pick,
Raising me good as good they do.
My biological folks, they
Are not, and tell me that I came
Just as an egg from Detroit way.
My folks then hatched me just the same
As if I be their very own.
I pester with questions a lot.
Rich imaginings - I am prone,
Not satisfied with what I've got.
The folks tweet I've gone over board.
They chirp that I am not a Ford.
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