Lady You've placed me, A zebra, Here, among sheep. It's difficult not to be Ill-tempered; Not to kick and rear and bite... Your knowledge Of animal husbandry Is so much greater Than mine. Help me.
Grant me courage To cast off this woolly jumper. To embrace these stripes That set me apart. Help me not To close my brown eyes Against the stares and glares Of yellow eyes. Give me strength To wash off the white greasepaint; To shake my black mane free. Give me patience When corralled and dipped; When my whinny is silenced And I am forced to bleat in chorus. Grant me respite From this mundane paddock. Let me canter free In the open savannahs of my mind. Help me to embrace and love this equine, alien form.
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