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Friday afternoon Zoo (Free verse) by INTRANSIT Every friday we gather,
like chipmunks we chatter
we honk like geese, rattle
like snake tails
and bleat like sheep.
Why do we not hunker
in our nests like
little birds do,
and flow easy
like the harvest wheat.
Up the ladder:
DEATH
Down the ladder:
The Thinker
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Posted: December 22, 2003 3:08 PM PST; Last modified: December 22, 2003 3:09 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.537883 Overall Rank: 2514 The following users have marked this poem on their favorites list:
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22-Dec-03/3:22 PM
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Is this a poeme about the hustle and bustle of our hectic modern lifestyles?
Perhaps because we need more than ourselves to feel alive. I enjoy that zoo (within reason)
This could be a commentary from either side of the cage. (I'm guessing the spectators)
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