Alpaca?

Skylara, I know how much you love alpacas and I'm sure that they've never had a poem for themselves before. For all alpaca kind this is for you.

Alpaca?

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!