Terry Hoffman

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Harambe, he enjoyed his life,
had nothing much to do.
He sat around and ate all day
in the Cincinnati Zoo.
...

Give me a glass of real milk;
never mind that stuff called 'silk'.

I need the kind, tried and true;
...

I am just a person
with the worst luck of all.
Now I'm going to take the time
and do some recall.
...

Father Winter is departing;
Princess Spring is coming forth.
She's arriving from the south,
while he is going north.
...

I slither and I crawl around
through grass and rocks and dirt.
Please don't jump when you see me;
I don't mean any hurt.
...

Here I sit all by myself,
I'm just resting on a shelf.

Here I sit with naught to say;
...

Our last greatest president
was John F. Kennedy.
He truly cared for everyone;
that's what it seemed to me.
...

When a long day's over,
I like to have some wine,
sit down in my fav'rite chair,
because it feels so fine.
...

At jumping rope
I really flopped.
I tried it once
and then I stopped.
...

The movies for me
are such a great treat.
The best part of all
is popcorn to eat.
...

I wish that they'd cease and desist.
'Don't mess with the clocks', I insist!
Don't know time of day,
to go or to stay,
...

So you think that you would like
to have a play with me?
If you know what's good for you
You'll stay away from me.
...

I talk to my fur person
as though she'll understand.
I sincerely do believe
she's the equal of a man.
...

14.

You're a baby when you're born,
for nine long months you hid.
Two, it seems, the magic age
when you become a kid.
...

When I was just a little girl
My mother went away.
she departed in the night,
packed, fled without delay.
...

Crashing, roaring breakers
accost a rocky shore,
rising jaws of granite,
recalling myths of yore.
...

The cats' whiskers are amazing;
they do so many things.
A twitch or an extension
to our face a smile brings.
...

Look, Mom, I got it!
It gave me some pause;
did not run,
did not fight,
...

What is more a symbol of
the spirit of the west,
than a herd of wild mustangs
standing upon a crest?
...

As soft as a length of silk,
caressed with a gentle hand.
Warm as a baby's breath
and the sun-drenched sand.
...

The Best Poem Of Terry Hoffman

Harambe

Harambe, he enjoyed his life,
had nothing much to do.
He sat around and ate all day
in the Cincinnati Zoo.

Born in Texas in ninety-nine,
to Ohio then he went.
He only lived there sixteen months,
before his life was spent.

He was a massive silver back,
largest gorillas known.
He led and supervised his troop
like a king upon a throne.

Was destined to become a dad
when he had grown some more.
Mara and Chewie were his girls;
both of them he did adore.

One day there was a little boy,
who tried to get quite near.
He fell into Harambe's cage
and the folks began to fear.

He tried to save the boy that day.
Confused with all the din,
perhaps he was somewhat too rough
and thought that the boy was kin.

That little boy was standing there
when they shot Harambe dead.
He knew not what was happening,
he was not feeling dread.

The moral of this sad, sad tale
is don't get in a cage,
neither man nor 'savage' beast,
you'll both feel mankind's rage.

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