Antlers Away - Lincoln Park Zoo Poem by Ima Ryma

A white lipped deer, I've got lips white.
Me and the Missus, we both do.
But you'll know it's me when you sight
My antlers at Lincoln Park Zoo.
Each year each set gets traded in
Like humans might do with a car.
Old ones drop off, new ones begin.
That's just the way my antlers are.
Impressing the Missus is why.
On and off antlers, all in all,
Keep me being one sexy guy.
Fall off in spring, spring back by fall.

Dropping antlers, after a while,
I've got quite an impressive pile.