Zebra
Running across the plains as lions give chase
The zebra stands out, its stripes won't erase
Surviving is key, it's a daily fight
It's all laid out in black and white
The zebra comes to a river, now it must cross
But in this river crocodiles are boss
It hesitates before plunging in,
Barely escaping the jaws of death, but that's a win
The zebra survives yet another day
In the battle between predator and prey
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Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2023
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