My giraffe has a cough;
He's a pain in the neck
And till he shrugs it off
I'm a real nervous wreck
For I've used up my bedding
To wrap round his throat
And tonight I am heading
To sleep under a coat.
From my head to my toes
I'll be starting to freeze
With the breeze that he blows
When he sets off a sneeze.
I am under a curse,
Since it's worse, I can tell,
I've an elephant to nurse
Who has earache as well.
I'll not sleep till the morning
As I tend to their woes
And the elephant's warning
He's an itch in his nose
And he's starting to flap
From his head to his tail
I'm a tolerant chap
But I'm getting a gale
From both sides of the zoo
As the animals fret
Since the beasts have caught flu
And I'm vexed, as their vet.
Yet it's not quite as bad
As I peer through the dark
For just last week I had
To pull teeth from the shark!
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