L is for Leopard. Do you know
He’s very, very vain?
And sometimes quite dejectedly
He mopes along the plain.
At these sad times the Leopard’s heart
Is filled with angry passion,
Because his spots are out of date,
And Zebra stripes in fashion!
But other years, when fashion-books
Say spots are all the style,
The Leopard proudly stalks abroad
With most complacent smile.
M is for Microbe. This bad beast
Is very, very small;
Some people say—or think, at least—
He isn’t there at all!
He’s smaller than the mitiest mite;
The only way he comes in sight
Is when he’s pictured in a book,
Or through a microbescope you look.
N is for Nautilus, and he’s
A pirate, bold and gay;
He dashes madly through the seas,
A-searching of his prey.
He’s just a sort of silvery mass,
All spotted blue and pink;
And with his eye, which looks like glass,
He winks a wicked wink.
O stands for the obsequious Ounce,
Who weighs full many a pound;
At you he playfully would bounce,
If you were walking round.
Approach him and the Ounce you’ll see
Spring like a catapult;
Just try it once, and you will be
Surprised at the result.
P stands for Puma. His sleek paws
Go softly pit-a-pat;
His teeth are sharp, and sharp his claws;
He’s just a great big cat.
There were some Pumas in the ark;
There are some also in the park:
But, strange to say, in Montezuma
They do not raise a single Puma!