In the heart of the jungle’s embrace,
The lion’s roar fills the space,
A king’s command, a mighty call,
Echoing through the trees, standing tall.

Beneath the ocean’s vast, blue dome,
The whale sings songs of its roaming home,
Deep melodies in waves they send,
Stories of journeys that never end.

Upon the plains where zebras run,
The rhythm of hooves beneath the sun,
Stripes in motion, black and white,
Painting the savannah, a beautiful sight.

In the skies where eagles soar,
Freedom found in heights they explore,
Wings spread wide, a dance in flight,
Majesty in each sweeping height.