The shame and the Krik

My poor attempt at writing in Dr. Seuss style

In the land of Paboon

Lived an old looking baboon.

With a face like a painting

It made everyone feel like fainting.

So sad it felt everyday it was awake

But it had nowhere to go, for it loved its home by the lake.

Along came a Krik

He didn't seem blike a trick

He looked at the baboon and asked it its name.

While playing a sad looking game, the baboon answered "Shame."

Shame? The Krik asked with a puzzle,

"Why that's no name for baboon who likes to nuzzle."

Shame looked quite lame

The poor sad baboon with such a name.

Krik asked once more "why do you live out alone?"

"Nobody likes me because of my face."

The Krik was astonished he jumped in his place!

"Your face is fine why would people whine?"

The baboon looked at his reflection from the lake,

He threw a rock to disperse a wake.

"Beauty my friend is not in the face, it is here my friend right in this place." And the Krik pointed to his heart with a finger.

And he made a point to let it linger.

"Are you sure?" Asked shame

While scratching his fur.

"I've never been more sure,

That's where beauty is pure.

A good hug, is the cure, for such a mind that's obscure."

And the Krik went on in and hugged that baboon,

And it made that baboons heart grow like a balloon.

"Thank you, sir Krik.

It gave me the kick I need to stay slick."

"So what is your new name sir baboon from Paboon?"

"Proclaim!"

"Such a strange and new name."

Said the Krik with a face that was tame.

"I will proclaim that beauty is not for the snooty!"

And the Krik, smiled back and went on his way, knowing that both have had a good day.