november

One day I was walking down the street and I RAWR’ed. Someone said “Giraffes don’t RAWR” in a mean face and in a mean tone — like they were telling me off. So, I kept walking. I kept saying “rawr, “rawr,” “rawr” to myself in different ways. Rawr! Rawr? Rawr. So, then I just let out a big “RAWR” to myself. They were wrong. Giraffes, do rawr. They rawr loud, they rawr proud, anytime, anywhere…