The Sloth

Words for the Wind (1958)

In moving-slow he has no Peer.You ask him something in his Ear,He thinks about it for a Year;

And, then, before he says a WordThere, upside down (unlike a Bird),He will assume that you have Heard—

A most Ex-as-per-at-ing Lug.But should you call his manner Smug,He’ll sigh and give his Branch a Hug;

Then off again to Sleep he goes,Still swaying gently by his Toes,And you just know he knows he knows.

Words for the Wind (1958)