How Do Giraffe's Toss Their Cookies?
In the quiet of the night, when minds begin to roam,
There's a question that's quite quirky, it's found its cozy home.
How do giraffes throw up, with their necks so tall,
In the African breeze, do they heave or stall?
Oh, mysteries of nature, quirky and absurd,
From ocean depths to savannah's bird.
But in the realm of ponder, one question takes the cake,
How do giraffes toss their cookies, without a stomach ache?
Do they twist and turn, like a contortionist's delight,
Or wait for the opportune moment, under the moon's soft light?
As they munch on leaves, with a graceful glide,
Do they ever feel queasy, deep down inside?
Oh, mysteries of nature, making us chuckle and grin,
From the depths of the ocean to the giraffe's chagrin.
But in ponder's kingdom, one question reigns supreme,
How do giraffes empty their bellies, in their lofty dream?
As the night gives way to dawn, and the stars take their flight,
The question of giraffes and vomit, still shines bright.
For in the comedy of nature, where laughter takes its might,
The mystery of giraffes tossing cookies, remains a delight.
In the quiet of the night, when minds begin to roam,
There's a question that's quite quirky, it's found its cozy home.
How do giraffes throw up, with their necks so tall,
In the African breeze, do they heave or stall?
Oh, mysteries of nature, quirky and absurd,
From ocean depths to savannah's bird.
But in the realm of ponder, one question takes the cake,
How do giraffes toss their cookies, without a stomach ache?
There's a question that's quite quirky, it's found its cozy home.
How do giraffes throw up, with their necks so tall,
In the African breeze, do they heave or stall?
Oh, mysteries of nature, quirky and absurd,
From ocean depths to savannah's bird.
But in the realm of ponder, one question takes the cake,
How do giraffes toss their cookies, without a stomach ache?
Do they twist and turn, like a contortionist's delight,
Or wait for the opportune moment, under the moon's soft light?
As they munch on leaves, with a graceful glide,
Do they ever feel queasy, deep down inside?
Oh, mysteries of nature, making us chuckle and grin,
From the depths of the ocean to the giraffe's chagrin.
But in ponder's kingdom, one question reigns supreme,
How do giraffes empty their bellies, in their lofty dream?
As the night gives way to dawn, and the stars take their flight,
The question of giraffes and vomit, still shines bright.
For in the comedy of nature, where laughter takes its might,
The mystery of giraffes tossing cookies, remains a delight.
In the quiet of the night, when minds begin to roam,
There's a question that's quite quirky, it's found its cozy home.
How do giraffes throw up, with their necks so tall,
In the African breeze, do they heave or stall?
Oh, mysteries of nature, quirky and absurd,
From ocean depths to savannah's bird.
But in the realm of ponder, one question takes the cake,
How do giraffes toss their cookies, without a stomach ache?
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Writer(s): Stephanie Faucett
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