It’s Just One Weird Dream

It’s Just One Weird Dream

by Bob Grant

As I gaze upon the square,

See animals in their underwear.

Some are old – some are new,

Some are white – some are blue.

Some are male – some are not,

Some are drab – some are hot.

Some are jumping – some are sitting,

Some are grinning – some are flitting.

Alas, it’s just one weird dream,

I wake up myself with a slight scream,

As I lay sweating in the light beam,

I know its all due to that gallon of ice cream

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