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Groups

Have you ever paid attention
To what animal groups are called?
Here are a few of the names
That have me most enthralled:

Climb aboard some Otters,
Because they are called a "Raft",
Hyenas gathered in a "Cackle"
Are sure to make you laugh.


That "Murder" of Crows out there?
Clearly killing time.
While the "Conspiracy" of Ravens
Is setting them up for a crime.


Would you shake with fear
Seeing Cobras in a "Quiver"?
I'd be more afraid
Meeting Sharks grouped in a "Shiver".


Elephants strut their stuff
Marching proud in their "Parade",
A "Bask" of Crocs bathe in the sun
Avoiding all the shade.


A "Business" of Ferrets there
Say you should mind your own.
The "School" that those Fish swim in 
Taught them all that they have known.


Don't attack a large Frog "Army",
Especially poison sorts!
Don't untie a "Knot" of Toads,
Unless you want some warts!


Hold your ears as a well-named
"Crash" of Rhinos stampedes by,
While a "Tower" of Giraffes
Leads your eyes up to the sky!


A "Labor" of Moles works hard
Wrecking yards with many holes.
A "Cast" of Falcons act their best
In each one of their roles.


A "Parliament" of Owls
Argues over politics.
A "Brood" of Chickens fret
Over their many little chicks.


Good luck getting an "Obstinancy"
of Bison to walk away.
A "Caravan" of Camels move
Several miles in a day.


You don't want to be where
There are Vultures in a "Venue",
And if you call Hippos a "Bloat",
Well, I would rather not be you!

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