WHIMSICAL MUSINGS with Helen Zimmerli

Once had an Aussie Dingo

Called her Bing

We went outback to play

I said, Bing, fetch this thing

I will fling

I flung the thing

It hung onto a tree branch

Ding climbed the tree

shook the limb, set it free

The flung thing fell onto my head

So, who's the dingo?


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