rainforest
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I can see beautiful plants,
I can see a sloppy swamp,
I can see a trickly waterfall,
What can you see?
Hello, rainforest
In wet season I write you
While the clouds pour rain
And by the terrain, I sit
I am glad it's very warm
In the canopy
A toucan pokes its head out of a tree
Trying to live its life
In a place that is as busy as a bee hive
Having a vividly colored beak
With a body that is quite petite
High above the steamy jungle, below the frosty stars. The storm crackled with hues of blue, white, purple, and yellow. Thunder clashed like cymbols and lightening danced over the trees.
In the rainforest it’s loud;
everything makes a sound
Every drip and drop
is heard, as the rain drops plop
on emerald leaves.
The beatles weave,
while the monkeys leap.
