Dragons in the Gum Tree Grove

The Owl's News

Your face tells me you are forlorn.
“I see green hippos on parade
behind a captain unicorn,”
I cry dramatically, “and two
purple giraffes in chains they lead
to judgment for cheating a kangaroo
of all her ill-got wealth.”  “And where,”
you ask, “do you see that?” and smile.
“I saw you sad,” I say, “and knew
some disaster had made you wear
unhappy looks.”  “You read me well,
but why giraffes?”  “They came to mind.
What made you sad?”  “I dreamed the owl
proclaimed last night his world will end.”

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