Double-Decker Armadillo

This photo is fuzzy because the habitat was dimly lit, but it is still clear who went to sleep first.

Yellow armadillos snoozing:
naptime at the zoo.
These fellows usually frolic,
but today there's something new:
a double-decker armadillo,
one stacked on the other!
I wonder which one gets to choose
who snoozes on its brother.
Do they chat about it nicely?
Do they argue? Flip a dime?
Have a gentlemen's agreement?
Is it different every time?
In the middle of the night,
Does Mamadillo make them swap?
I think whoever stays awake
the longest gets the top.

About this poem: We visit the Wildlife World Zoo and Aquarium a lot because it's just down the road, and we've named many of the animals. These little yellow armadillos we call Malcolm and Griffin, after my sons. They're usually digging in the sand or chasing each other playfully (I think playfully...). Not today. "Armadillo" is an easy rhyme with "pillow," but there were no pillows in sight today--just an armadillo bunk bed! (I stretched the truth for the poem--their mom does not share their den--it's just the two of them on their frolicsome own.)

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