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In Honor Of Jane Goodall


When I was one I went to the zoo

Years later to Africa I flew

Primates are my love

To you, a dove

My study was quite intense

But in my defence, it's most likely my sixth sense

Today, I stand in front of audiences preaching this activism

Then I tell them all to deny all the harsh criticism

 
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