Sense Sonnet - Pumper

White Lipped Deer - LP Zoo

I'm called a white lipped deer - guess why?
Let me give you a heads up hint.
All my mouth markings - good eye!
To browse and graze - my lips well spent.
I'm from the Tibetan plateau,
And used to altitude quite high.
The Lincoln Park Zoo, level low,
But what a fun place for this guy.
Each spring my antlers take a fall.
The rest of the year they grow back.
Chicago weather - love it all.
Eating the plants - my white lips smack.

Lincoln Park Zoo - right for my mood,
High altitude of gratitude.