The Cheetah

Out on the savannah, in the tall grass,

the cheetah lurks, powerful and fast.

With spots all down her head, tail, and back

she prepares for her attack.

Ready to catch a gazel, perhaps,

then strangle him 'till he falls flat.

And no one has mistaken the cheetah for a coward

when she runs 70 miles per hour!

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