Act 1: Kangaroos

The first stop on the long day tour was to a farm that raises kangaroos and sheep and other such farm animals. I have decided to express my feelings towards this majestic creature in the form of a poem.

Ode to a Kangaroo

Oh kangaroo, you proudly don your deer like face.
Pointy ears of yore, cupped mouth eating pellets from my hand.
Too bad you're covered in flies. At least the other tourists will pet you.
But I won't.