Safari
Our friends went on safari;
We enjoyed their tales and pics.
The guides escorted them to bed,
Their weapons only sticks.
Yet once inside their tents they heard
Some lions in a fight.
With predators so close, I know
I’d never sleep at night.
Another day a hippo started
Making an approach.
The guide called out, “Get in the jeep!”
Which was their touring coach.
The wildlife photos did impress,
The settings gorgeous, too,
But I’m content with what I see
When I am at the zoo.
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