Capybara Serenade

In a quiet marsh under the sky so clear, Lives a gentle giant we hold dear. A capybara, with fur of soft brown, The most tranquil creature you’ll see around. By the water's edge, it calmly feeds, On grassy banks among the reeds. In peaceful groups, they doze and laze, In the warm, golden, afternoon haze. With friends of feather and fur alike, Birds rest upon them as they like. A sight so serene on the riverside, In nature’s rhythm, they abide. So here’s to the capybara, so mild and grand, The charming king of the wetland. In a quiet marsh under the sky so clear, Lives a gentle giant we hold dear. A capybara, with fur of soft brown, The most tranquil creature you’ll see around. By the water's edge, it calmly feeds, On grassy banks among the reeds. In peaceful groups, they doze and laze, In the warm, golden, afternoon haze. With friends of feather and fur alike, Birds rest upon them as they like. A sight so serene on the riverside, In nature’s rhythm, they abide. So here’s to the capybara, so mild and grand, The charming king of the wetland.