To Ride With A Kangaroo

To ride or not to ride, that is the question. A rhyming children's story

To Ride With A Kangaroo

I wondered what it's like
To ride with a kangaroo.
So I got into my car
And drove to the Kalama Zoo.

I looked in every cage
And corner of the zoo,
But couldn't seem to find
A single kangaroo.

Then all at once I saw one
As it went hopping by.
From it's pouch came a sound.
It was a mournful cry.

Inside the pouch there was a man
With arms up in the air.
I was very jealous of him,
I wanted to be in there.

Again he made that mournful sound,
His face was turning green.
'Twas the most upsetting sight
That I had ever seen.

I asked him what the matter was,
I thought I had a hunch.
In one disgusting moment,
I saw him lose his lunch.

He looked me in the eye and begged,
"Please, get me out real quick.
The smell and all this hopping
Has made me very sick."

He climbed from the pouch,
I quickly left the zoo.
I thought it would be better
Not to ride with a kangaroo.