Alpaca Andy

Alpaca Andy

Alpaca Andy am I
all the people I do spy

In droves they come
adults, and kids are some

How strange they look
oh, I could write a book

Folks in short pants
not that rare, Andy grants

cameras they hold
while I stand bold

oohs and ahs I hear
from the seer

my furry friends and me, Andy,
like it here where it's sandy

we have good food and care
and weather better than fair