Poetry about Shel Sylvester! !

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Every time I see a handstand standing in the water,

I can't help crying.

Maybe I shouldn't be so presumptuous,

Because, maybe in another world.

Sometime, somewhere,

Maybe he knows the truth and the truth,

And I am "anti".

Lotus Leaf Breeze Original Poetry Author: (America) Schell Silfversten

I asked zebra, are you happy most of the time and sad occasionally?

Are you black and white, or are you always sad and unhappy?

Or black stripes on a white background? Are you always neat and casual?

Zebra asked me, or are you used to trimming only occasionally?

You are a good man with bad habits. It asks questions over and over again.

Or do bad people have some good habits? I dare not ask zebra again.

How quiet are you when you are noisy? It's about stripes.

Or how noisy it is when it's quiet?