Topical poetry
Poems about science, politics and society.
Thursday, 6 April 2017
There was a moose, who drank a lot of juice.
Elk only rhymes with whelk,
Which is just too strange a comparison.
What a pity for wapiti,
Is it a deer or an elk?
I guess we'll forever wonder.
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