Skylara once met an alpaca
I presume that she was at the zoo
Or else in the alpaca’s homeland
The country of Darkest Peru.
She loved her alpaca dearly
And cherished him deep in her heart
No wonder Skylara was teary
When Skylara had to depart.
Skylara she flew home so sadly
Or else sadly returned from the zoo
All alone without her alpaca
Skylara knew not what to do.
So she said “I’ll buy loads of alpacas!
And keep them all here in this truck
And give one away when I meet someone new
Or to someone who needs some good luck”.
But nobody knew just exactly
What an alpaca happened to be
“Alpaca?” they muttered confused
Are you sure it’s not some type of tree?
And Skylara she grew most frustrated
An alpaca isn’t a tree!
Or a glove or a man eating hamster
“It’s a llama but different” said she.
And all the great English professors
Sat down in a room to discuss
Just what an alpaca consists of
And if it is useful to us.
They pondered for hours and hours
They studied the sciences three
And decided alpacas were purple
And ate teapots and spoon flavoured trees.
Its head was the size of an owl
But its toes were as long as a bus
It lived in the snow laden mountains
But just isn’t useful to us.
Skylara heard of the professors
And thought their description just mad
An alpaca is woolly and friendly
And they hum when their lonely and sad.
The English professors were simply amazed
“So that’s an alpaca” they said.
It likes to graze grass and it doesn’t consist
Of lollipops sugar and bread.
So Skylara was given a medal
For service to science and stuff
And she went off to visit Peru
But if this just isn’t enough
One day she was walking alone
When to her utter surprise and delight
She was given her special alpaca to keep
Thus we finish our tale. Good night!