If I were you, dear little child,I ‘d beg Papa to getA young giraffe, with temper mild, To be a nursery pet.
I’m sure 't would make you laugh, my dear, When he ’d cut such a caper As nibbling at the chandelier, Or nosing ceiling paper.
And you could train him, if you tried, To carry and to fetch; And you could ope the window wide, If he desired to stretch.
Then you could purchase for his neck Six collars of large size; And, further still your pet to deck, Six bright, gay-colored ties.
Ah, yes, he ’d be a daily joy; I trust I ’ve clearly shown How nice “t would be for girl or boy A pet giraffe to own!
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