The elephant plays with the ant on the jungle gym. The elephant breaks something and he never finds the ant at all.
The mackerel wants to be friends with the camel and the dragon-fly with the dragon. They just have trouble finding places to meet.
The penguin and the pangolin take long walks together. They both walk funny and one is always too hot, and the other too cold.
The zebra goes jogging with the cobra. But the cobra bites the zebra and the zebra tramples the cobra underfoot (underhoof ?). Each goes back to his own home limping. They never meet again.
The sea-gull grabs a beagle off the beach but the eagle clasps the beagle off the sea-gull.
The sore boar soars with a roar.
The bat, the cat, and the rat play cards in a cart every Saturday night.
The fox and the ox pull a wagon full of chickens together. The ox claims that the fox does not do his share of the pulling, that he keeps looking over his shoulder, and salivating grossly.
[The two sentences right below to be read aloud only after Meena reaches age fourteen.]
The hedgehog in the fog climbs on top of the clog-brush. He climbs down muttering what sounds like an apology.
Meanwhile, the dog and the frog are best buddies before God.
*Meena is three
© Jacques Delacroix 2012
PS July 2013. I am looking for an outlet for my memoirs: I Used to Be French: An Immature Autobiography There are excerpts on this blog.