Zebra Fear Poem by Nightmist Moonshade

Zebra Fear



Slurp, Slurp, Slurp,

Gotta go fast,
Gotta get a drink

Slurp, Slurp, Slurp,

Quickly now,
The log moves.

It'll be sure to make dessert of me.

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