The lion roars upon the hill, His golden mane a blazing sight, He rules the land with iron will, And hunts his prey through the night.
The elephant walks slow and grand, With wrinkled skin and tusks of white, He stomps his feet upon the land, And fills the jungle with his might.
The eagle soars through morning skies, With wings spread wide and sharp keen eyes, He dives below before sunrise, And catches fish as his grand prize.
The dolphin leaps through ocean waves, With silver skin that gleams and shines, He swims through coral-covered caves, And dances through the salty brine.
The tiger creeps through bamboo trees, With orange stripes of black and gold, He stalks his prey with silent ease, And pounces swift and mighty bold.
The penguin waddles on the ice, With tuxedoed chest of black and white, He finds the frozen cold quite nice, And huddles through the Arctic night.
The monkey swings from tree to tree, With nimble hands and playful grin, He laughs and chatters wild and free, And makes a joyful, happy din.
The wolf howls loud beneath the moon, His silver fur glows in the light, He sings his mournful, haunting tune, And echoes through the forest night.
The turtle crawls on sandy shore, With ancient shell upon his back, He lived ten thousand years or more, And leaves a slow and steady track.
The horse gallops over open plains, With flowing mane and thundering hooves, He races hard through wind and rains, And through the golden meadow moves.
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