A giraffe is tall,
And very lean.
He's one of the few,
Who isn't mean.

He eats his veggies,
Up in space.
So no one can,
Get in his face.

It's hard for him,
To try and kneel.
This awkward position,
Upsets his keel.

His beauty and grace,
Enhanced by the sun.
Are really shown,
When on the run.

He's one of my favorite,
In the jungle, a prize.
He must be protected,
Not to, is unwise.