'avin' a Giraffe.

To laugh, you need to think
Of some one, some  where, some thing.
Of words that once were spoken
A memory awoken.
An oak tree stands with pride alone
Not thinking of its funny bone.
It shares its grandeur with its own
Unable to find humour.
You can giggle with an ant
Or chortle with an elephant
But the belly laugh that’s real
And the emotions that you feel
Hide the others you conceal.
You should set free but can’t.

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