OCR Text |
Show IS . I.-- Rippling' I Rhymes By WALT MA BON IIHIWIIIM I1IIW1 I II I PI I ' THL Zoo I sometimes go to see the Zoo, where Bhelfworn Bruin rages. and moldy lions, grim and blue, look forth from ruaty cages- And there are wolves; from forests dark, and monkeys ten or seven; and weary critters howl and; bark and send their walls to heaven, j All day they pace the sodden floor (Save when the keepers feed em) and! stick their noses through the door, and yearn and yelp for freedom They're dreaming of the jungles deep where once they gayly gamboled, or! of the mountains wild and steep where In their youth they scrambled. They're j thinking of the foreat dense, of wood i lore strange and clever, and now behind be-hind ah Iron fence they're doomed to' nnp.. fn r or 'n itiiii-a f A r Oio nn- happy beasts Ihe hunting call and ral-j lyj no more for them the outlaw feasts; ln desert, swamp or valley. No more I In some vast silent land will their' 'swift feet be racing: and idle human, .beings stand, and w itch their tireless pacing. We've put these sad-eyed brutes In Jail, without a writ or war-' I rant, in musty cages foul and stale, with atmosphere abhorrent They did 'not booze or beat their wives or do i some speed law sinning; they merely tried to live their lives as planned in 'the beginning. And now the poor , moth-eaten wrecks behind the bnrs imust languish, that idle, snooping rub-ibernetks rub-ibernetks may view their endless an-' jgulsh. oc- |