Whispers of the Enchanted Forest: Dalton's Odyssey
Under the shade of an ancient oak,
Dalton found a curious thing to invoke.
In the heart of the forest, so wild and free,
A world of wonders he was about to see.
Flames danced in the eyes of an orangutan,
Leaping with joy in this untamed land.
An umbrella in hand, swaying with grace,
Beneath the sky's indigo embrace.
Buffalo roamed in the fields afar,
Majestic and strong, under the evening star.
Food aplenty, from avocado to berry,
In this magical land, so extraordinary.
Fang, the fox, with a cunning smile,
Whispered secrets in the woodland aisle.
Lingo of the forest, a mysterious tune,
Hummed by the wind, under the crescent moon.
Ooze from the ground, with a mystical glow,
In a clearing where the rarest flowers grow.
Wings fluttered in the air, light and free,
Birds and butterflies, a sight to see.
Niagara’s roar, in the distance heard,
A melody of nature, undeterred.
Gorilla beats his chest with a thunderous sound,
Echoing through the trees all around.
Sauce of life, a magical blend,
In this forest, where wonders never end.
Oak, buffalo, fang, and flame,
In Dalton’s heart, they all became.
A tapestry of dreams, woven so bright,
In the forest of magic, under the starlight.
Comments
Post a Comment