Down by the lane
Where the pumpkins grew
Lived six old men
Who only spoke Hebrew
They used to shut their eyes
And pretend to be blind
People said they were insane and
Some thing wrong with their mind
Once these six old man
Walked out past the lane
Out in the woods
They touched someone’s mane
They knew it was a lion
And instead of yelling “yike! ”
They thought that they would guess
What the lion really looked like
The first person touched its skin
And said it was like plush
The next person touched its tail
And said it was like a painting brush
The third person touched its mane
And said its like a broom
The fourth person touched its teeth
And said it will lead your life to doom
The fifth person touched its tongue
And said its like wet cotton
The sixth person touched its dead prey
And said lion eat things rotten
Now that you ‘ve heard these foolish myths
From a lion’s tail to its tooth
You know that only you and me
Are people who know the truth.
Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/005-six-blind-men-and-an-elephant-oh-no-a-lion-a-tale/
