Dora arranged giraffes
like flowers
in the fenced backyard
instead of a vase.
We thought their heads
would turn like flowers
toward the arcing sun,
but they peered north
over the roof
toward the noisy kids
playing kickball in the street
between speed bumps.
And one giraffe
strained to lick the green kite
the next door neighbor girl
flew not too high
afraid a low cloud
might snatch it away.
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