Primary Park Scene
3 elephants stretch their trunks
between iron bars to retrieve buns.
On a square of lawn in the hot sun
(by the pond close to the parrot-house)
Nanny offers me
- thanks Nanny ! -
a chocolate titbit.
I smear my face.
With wizened looks 4 gorillas waddle
with long arms & bent legs
threatening glaring menacing
Eagles glower
. . . parrots squawk & squawk.
Wolves bears lions tigers
- grey brown yellow & red –
pad & pad.
Monkeys snatch at the nuts
I throw them...
Sealions
catch & gobble the fish a keeper
flings them.. .
I rock my pram.
When I shout
even the startled wolves gallop...
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SPRING’S HERE!
Every single one of them grows & grows
bigger & bigger
BETTER?
Note
These inmates (even in my pram I'm a private investigator) I've studied frequently & closely.
I never hear or see their hearts & minds, merely their noises & movements.
I've constantly bemused & amazed myself in this marvellous extraordinary prison – busily hopefully.