Cloud 9 - Cartoons and poetry
The website of writer and paperfolding designer David Mitchell
to the zoo last Thursday,
a different kind of zoo,
where the visitors sat in a cage with bars
and the animals stared at you.
The monkeys offered me peanuts,
the elephants gave me a bun,
the sealions threw me a bucket of fish
and clapped when I swallowed one.
You know, said a sad-eyed gibbon,
People are becoming quite rare.
They have to wear those peculiar clothes
as they havent got much hair.
I wouldnt have one for a pet,
said a fussy-faced giraffe.
Imagine walking one on a lead!
It would make me look quite daft!
Anyway they arent nocturnal,
grumbled a long-eared bat.
They smell, said a mouse, if you give them cheese
and they also get quite fat.
I prefer them grilled, said a tiger,
giving a wicked grin.
Oh yuk! said a snake, How can you bear
to touch their slimy skin?
Well by the end of that particular day
I was glad to get to bed,
but I couldnt sleep for thinking
of what the animals said.