Gerald was a tall giraffe whose neck was long and slim, but his knees were awfully bandy and his legs were rather thin. Gerald was not a good dancer. Every year he dreaded the great jungle dance. But what Gerald discovers one beautiful moonlight night is that when we're different sometimes all we need is a different song to dance to.
'This rhyming poem is excellent, and begs to be read aloud.' The Bookseller
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