Whispers of the Jungle
In the heart of the lush, emerald green,
A tiny jewel can be seen.
A hummingbird, vibrant and fleet
Dancing to a rhythm, soft and sweet
With wings a blur, it flits and glides,
From blossom to blossom, it swiftly hides.
In search of nectar, pure and rare,
A quest for sweetness beyond compare.
The jungle whispers secrets old,
Of stories yet to be told.
And in its depths, the hummingbird sings,
A melody of fluttering wings.
Through sunlit glades and shadows deep,
A promise of nectar, it must keep.
For in each flower, a treasure lies,
A sweet reward beneath the skies.
So onward through the verdant maze,
The hummingbird continues its praise.
Of nature's bounty, rich and wide,
In the jungle's embrace, it will abide.
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