so we have the zebra
in raucous tones addressing the lion
you are nothing but a hairy big head
a beast and a **** blood sucker to boot
you sit there thinking you are better than all of us
you think you're the real deal, look I've got my mates here

well I as you, know
what else can the zebra do
its not like someone had pointed out to it
that it looked like an imitation donkey with delusions
who decided the height of fashion is black and white stripes
and a pretty cool suit to wear at the watering hole in the Maasai Mara
and all over the green dusty plains of the grass lands
most of the other animals knows zebra are partial to eating Hemp
perhaps that explains their fashion sense and outlandish behaviour
they mused that, at least its other dandy friend, the Peacock
has the good sense to parade itself at a more sedate hangout

our dear zebra
is suffering from an inferiority complex
and too much indulgence of grassy substances
among its gangs, it mouths off, its really just posing
showing off to its mate is our psychedelic little imitation donkey
much like some we know who hide away and mouth off *******
the lion preened its mane and flicked flies away nonchalantly
he barely acknowledged that thing in black and white coating
he was thinking
lunch today will be red juicy steak in coloured wrappings