Savanna

Grassy plains of the savanna 
In the heart land of Africa 
Were the wild elephants roam 
Sounds of his trumpet lets 
Everybody know that this is his home 

The springbok feed off the grasslands 
As the lion sits in wait 
Peering through the brushes 
Waiting for the right moment to make his strike 

When the springbok sees the danger and jumps to get away 
The loin makes his move and this begins the chase 
Which ever one is faster will win this final race 

The hippopotamuses watches closely 
As he sits there in the lake 
The vulture watches closely from his lofty position high above 
Hoping in the end that he will get a little taste 

The chimpanzee finds this funny 
As he laughs and looks in glee 
Watching from high above as he swings in the trees

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