Albert was a kangaroo
Who lived in a zoo in Kalamazoo,
Michigan, which is not
Australia
OK food, OK view
Friends, furniture OK too
but then again, this was not
Australia
One evening he spoke with Joe Giraffe
Who told a joke, Al did not laugh
He was low could only wonder
how to get over and go down under –
Australia
Elephant Jack said get on top
Got on his back a mighty hop
into the middle of
America
They called in vain, “Albert stop!”
but he hopped a train, out-hopped the cops
and began a trip across
America
All-a-meme the internet
And with a team of kids and pets
Open hearts and open doors
helped him start out from the shore of
America
Then riding on a blue whale back
And guided by a porpoise pack
He spied the land that he adored
Australia
And then he gave a happy hop
Into the arms of mom and pop
laughed and cried and then he slept
For ages
Now a papa with plenty of kin
Albert says again and again
No one should be kept
In cages
Throughout November I will be writing a poem every day as part of an effort to raise funds for The Center For New Americans. If you like the poems (or even if you don’t) and would like to support this fantastic organization, please follow this link. Thanks.