A Scotchman Whose Name Was Isbister

A poem by Ellis Parker Butler

A Scotchman whose name was Isbister
Had a maiden giraffe he called “sister”
When she said “Oh, be mine,
Be my sweet Valentine!”
He just shinned up her long neck and kissed her.

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