More Random CreaturesThe Camel walks for days on just one drink,
On softest sand his feet will never sink,
He carries heavy loads, and people, too:
The burning question is, one hump or two?
The Skunk smells bad, we have to say,
But itâ€™s really not his fault
That Nature chose the strangest way
To protect him from assault.
Poetry by Marie Cadavieco
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Written on 2019-08-12 at 01:07
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