Atticus the Zoorble

In a faraway place

Admist sparkling stars

in that vacuum of space

Is a planet called Zars

Zars is a land

Wherethe Zoorbles do roam

Bemeath bright colored planets

to them it is home

The zoorbles are special,

From their horns to their toes

they're covered with specles

From their feet to theor nose

And these Zoorbles ar proud

Oh yez, proud indeed

With their six legs and horns

And their dominance of speed

Now Atticus Zoorble,

He stood out a lot

He really was different,

he had not one spot.

His mane was quite wild,

It could not be tamed

His legs counted seven

Sohe walked as thoigh lamed

Every year on the eve

Of Zoorble-Hoorble Day,

The zoorbles traveled

Down the Woorble way

All except Atticus

Who was seen with disdain

Because he was different,

He was told to remain

So as they all left

He sat there and cried

He was more than appearance,

He was like them inside

Whe grazing alone

In his deep reverie

He heard a great shriek

It was not one of glee

He lifted his head

and pondered the noise

then went at a trot

Towards the forest of Zoise

Now the forest of Zoise

Had the mud hole of Gif

On the slippery path

To Ziffer van Dif

And the forest of Zoise

Sat on Woorble Way

And the mud he of Zif

Caught Zoorbles that day

Zoorbles who struggled

And wiggled and called

For the help of another

as their journey was stalled

Now Atticus saw them

And hurried with speed

Hoping he could give them

The help they did need

Those Zoorble saw him

And cried out in glee

For Atticus had come

To set them all free

Mattered not did his stripes

His mane, leg, nor horn

He got them all out

No more did they scorn

They thought him a hero

And said just as much

They gave him the trophy

Of Zimmer van Dutch

So that is the story

Of Atticus the Zoorble

Who saved his new friends

From something so horrible