Vendredi, 04 juillet 2008 @ 11:40
Another sacrificial gesture lol Living With The Zebras
We keep our ‘Z’ locked up in the zoo,
Sharing the same pen as the Zebra.
We didn’t even allow it, for reasons I’ll never know,
To play the Xylophone, or partake in a love or hate of foreigners.
We keep our ‘Z’ savage and exiled with the Zulus,
Not allowing it to live life to the full, or feel itself to be zaftig.
Barred from multiplying on the Xerox machine,
No wonder it sleeps its life away zzz while other letters kiss and hug x o.
Our ‘S’ is over used - scurrying sharpishly,
Settling squabbles and making single things more.
For these reasons, I’m a convert,
And have realized that some words need reorganizing.
Time to give the ‘S’ a rest, and let the ‘Z’ run free.
Its bad enough it’s stuck in 26th place,
Under utilizing it just adds to its shame.
So arise my Lazy ‘Z’ and take your place with pride.
Buzz and zip around, put the fizz in my drink,
Say hi to Zoe, and start to socialize.
Be brazen, just to emphasize that you’re here.
Zed’s not dead baby, Zed’s not dead!