The Lonely Gorilla

by Harshita Das aged 10

Once in the beautiful woods
Lived a gorilla all alone
No friends, no family
He was all on its own
He gathered sweet wild fruits for a living
And was sometimes quite sad
He didn’t deserve this
He really wasn’t bad
In fact he was very nice
And he was very good
he would help anyone
If he could
But he had no friends
They were dead a while ago
Someone with a gun
Shot their hands and a toe
Why, he was the only one left
Of his kind
And another gorilla
he was trying to find
So let’s not be unkind
And let every one of the endangered species live
That would be the best present to nature
Anyone could ever give

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