there was a little zebra he was very sad
he had lost his stripes the only ones he had
while walking through the jungle with teardrops in his eye
spotted spy  a fairy who was nearby
she had watched him crying as tears rolled down his face
a zebra without stripes was completely out of place
fairy she had powers and spells that she could cast
she waved her magic wand the stripes were back at last
zebra he was happy his stripes were there once more
now he was complete again like he was before