This poem is normally written in vertical columns and read from right to left. But you can read it left to right or in this case from end to beginning if you prefer!
There's a three-legged dog on Half Moon street whose life is empty of yieldings. It's cold and hard when you have to sleep in the doorways of empty buildings.
Oh, what a magician the manatee is! (Disguised by his barnacle skin.) He has paddles for paws and a big shovel tail. But there's hocus and pocus within!
The parrot could fly like a paint pot. He just opened his wings and flew. Over the grass and against the sky was the red and the yellow and blue. You could never describe