This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..



By John Yeo

Giraffes are an example of selective breeding,
Thousands of years as a means of survival,
Their necks have grown longer and longer.
By stretching aloft to the tallest of trees
Where the sweetest shoots burst forth
They feed high above their competitors reach,

Their necks grow stronger and stronger.


Without the benefits of height to assuage hunger
Without their heads in the clouds at the treetops.

They rapidly become sad on a shrubby plain
The unfortunate giraffes have to bend
Reaching down to alleviate their hunger.
The reversal of the accepted survival law.
Survival of the shortest and fittest.


Continuous stooping and bending their necks

Creates a permanent twist in the tendons.

A serious curvature, contrary to normal posture,

Results in the survival of short-necked giraffes

Over generations; against the course of nature,

Leading to helpless, hopeless, hunger,

Resulting in time to a painful curving spine.

Would shorter giraffes with an easier reach
Able to feed from the tops of the shrubs
Become the most attractive to females?
Would shorter necks become the norm
After a few generations of breeding?

Perhaps the result of this crestfallen curvature 

Would be survival of the shortest and fittest.

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