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A giraffe looks in my window At the same time every night. He just appears with silly ears When I turn out the light. I tell him of the things I do And what I hope to be. He tells me of the tasty leaves, That grow on top the tree. One night he didn't look so good, His eyes seemed filled with pain. I asked him what the problem was He said, "I must explain. "My knees are hurting pretty bad And my long neck is sore. I really do enjoy our talks But I can't take much more. "And so I've come to make a plea To a friend I just adore. I know a way my pain could heal: MOVE UP TO THE SECOND FLOOR!!" --Grandpa Tucker |
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