Listen and read-along with this fun poem by, Dean Flowerfield.

I met an old man with wide-open eyes

and said to myself: Such a man must be wise.

Before I could stop him, he said as he turned:

“Talk with animals, there’s much to be learned!”

In a blink of the eye, he was far out of sight

and I said to myself: By George, he is right.

So I got me a goose and had a long talk

but all that I learned was: Squawk, Squawk, Squawk.

Then I got me a cow and talked to her too

but all that she said was: Moo, Moo, Moo.

I spoke to a donkey to see what he’d say

but all that he said was: Bray, Bray, Bray.

I went to a duck with grain in my sack

and the news that I got was: Quack, Quack, Quack.

So I whispered to a kitten and petted her fur

and what she replied was: Purr, Purr, Purr.

I approached a fat hog as my last resort

and that fat fella said: Snort, Snort, Snort.

Now I think of that man with the wide-open eyes 

and wonder if it was wisdom or all just lies.

THE END

About the Author

Dean Flowerfield (aka David Blumenfeld) is a retired philosophy professor and former associate dean who writes nonfiction, humor and children’s literature. His most recent publications are in Best New True Crime Stories: Well-Mannered Crooks; Mono.; Beyond Words; Balloons Lit. Journal; The Caterpillar; the other side of hope, Sport Literate; MacQueen’s Quinterly; Smarty Pants; Carmina Magazine; Drunk Monkeys; The Parliament; The 3^rd Act; Bloom; and Holyflea!.