Sous mon Baobab

Sitting under my Baobab tree, that grows tall into the sky.
Ever so gently, at dawn, Paprika the lion ambles through the savannah grass;
Bibiscus the giraffe frolics with her friends;
And Bergamote the elephant listens carefully to the breeze as it rustles through the leaves.

Sitting under my Baobab, they all come together to watch the sunset.
As the stars gently twinkle in the bright open savannah sky, the animals gradually drift off to sleep.

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Sous mon Baobab

Sitting under my Baobab tree, that grows tall into the sky.
Ever so gently, at dawn, Paprika the lion ambles through the savannah grass;
Bibiscus the giraffe frolics with her friends;
And Bergamote the elephant listens carefully to the breeze as it rustles through the leaves.

Sitting under my Baobab, they all come together to watch the sunset.
As the stars gently twinkle in the bright open savannah sky, the animals gradually drift off to sleep.