8 THE RAINFOREST

In the heart of the rainforest, where the rain falls down, Monkeys swing and chatter, all around the town. Parrots with bright feathers, in a colorful display, In the rainforest rhythm, night and day. Jaguars move silently, through the leafy floor, Frogs croak harmoniously, in a joyful roar. Toucans call loudly, with their beaks so bright, In the rainforest rhythm, pure delight. The rainforest sings, with a rhythm so grand, In every creature’s call, in the lush green land. From the tallest trees, to the forest floor, The rainforest rhythm, forevermore. Butterflies flutter, in a dazzling dance, Snakes slither quietly, given the chance. Sloths hang slowly, in the canopy high, In the rainforest rhythm, reaching the sky. Ants march in lines, so neat and fine, Spiders spin webs, with intricate design. Bees buzz busily, in a floral feast, In the rainforest rhythm, nature’s beast. The rainforest hums, with life so bright, In the dappled shadows, and the filtered light. Every leaf, and every vine, In the rainforest rhythm, intertwined.