In the African plains, where grasses sway,
Lives a cheetah swift, in colors of clay.
With spots that dance and eyes that gleam,
Let’s join the chase, in this speedy dream.
Through savannas vast, with grace untold,
The cheetah prowls, so swift and bold.
With legs that stretch and muscles tight,
In Cheetah’s sprint, let’s take flight.
She races the wind, with every stride,
In search of prey, on the plains so wide.
With lightning speed and silent grace,
In Cheetah’s realm, let’s keep pace.
So let’s run with her, through grasses tall,
In the cheetah’s world, where shadows fall.
With every leap, a bound so free,
In Cheetah’s Sprint, let’s race and see.