Long necks compose the upper half.
Their faces too are very long,
With velvet horns and purple tongue.
Though taller than a ten-foot pole,
Giraffes forbear to criticise
Associates of lesser size.
These gentle giants are the best
At teaching those too prone to jest
The secret of their dignity:
Living life unhurriedly.
Their locomotion may seem droll;
All lanky limbs and ambling gait,
An awkward walk for one so great.
But when they run, no one could laugh
Beholding their slow-motion pace
As silently they glide with grace.
©2018 Michael Fraley
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