The Morning Report

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It's an honor and a privilege and beauty I perform with due sense and decorum of the pride with deference and great respect very much the norm plus a hint of sycophancy on the side to lay before the ruler all the facts about his realm to fill him in all the beastly news.

In order that his majesty stands sturdy at the helm aware of all the fauna's latest views.

Chimps are going ape. Giraffes remain above it all. Elephants remember. Though just what I can't recall. Crocodiles are snapping up fresh offers from the banks. Showed interest in my nest egg. But I quickly said, "No thanks." We haven't paid the hornbills. And the vultures have a hunch. Not everyone invited will be coming back from lunch.

This is the morning report. It gives you the long and the short. Every grunt, roar, and snort. Not a tale I distort on the morning report.

The buffalo have got a beef about this season's grass. Warthogs have been thwarted in attempts to save their gas. Flamingoes in the pink are chasing secretary birds. Saffron is the season's color seen in all the herds moving down the rank and file to near the bottom rung. Far too many beetles are quite frankly in the dung.

This is the morning report. It gives you the long and the short. Every grunt, roar, and snort. Not a tale I distort on the morning report.

This is the morning report. It gives you the long and the short. Every grunt, roar, and snort. Not a tale I distort on the morning report.