There...I trust I have your attention!
I concentrate intently...
I stand statuesque
I display my ashen coloured legs as they grow
I see the clouds in front of me slowly drifting my way.
Still concentration is my forte...
is speaking to me...
Did you hear that?
Mr. Orangie says he wants a break,
because he is falling apart from
my incessant chewing action.
Oh well, night is descending upon us
and a little less jaw action
I'll just follow Jim and head back to the car.