Larry the Lamb lived on a hill, a fluffy puffball, white as dill.

He munched on clover, sweet and bright, and watched the clouds drift by, so light.

But Larry, he wasn't like the rest, he craved adventure, he'd confess!

One day, he leaped and shouted, "Whee!" I'm bored of grass, I want to SEE!

He'd heard tales told by older sheep, of a wondrous place, where dreams don't sleep.

"It's full of colors, loud and grand!" They said, "It's called...a ZOO-wee Land!"

Larry's wool practically stood on end, to Zoo-wee Land, he had to ascend!

He told the flock, "I'll go and see, this land of wonders, wait for me!"

He skipped past meadows, green and wide, a spring in his step, no fear inside.

He hopped over fences, short and small, adventure awaited, he'd give his all!

He reached a gate, so big and tall, above it, a sign read "ZOO FOR ALL!"

With a deep, deep breath and a joyful "Baa!" Larry the Lamb knew, this was THE DAY!