A doggerel series
about the countries of the world.
Djibouti.
You can find
it right there on the horn of the thing—
Yes,
Djibouti’s the name—it’s a name you can sing …
Well, almost
you can sing it; you must take the time
And think of
some words that will sensibly rhyme.
I suppose you
could sing that a cootie lives there—
It can rhyme,
just a bit, with Djibouti (I swear!).
It’s a land
of some beaches—some highlands, of course.
And the
temperature’s hot for a man or a horse.
And, no, I’ve
not been there, and not likely to go—
For I think I
might miss both the autumn and snow.
But still there
it resides on the African coast
Where its
people must feel now and then just like toast!
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