Eagles are free of plight.
What is a day without a fight?
Hunt with your piercing sight!

Dancing bushes, living trees,
The mountain - stubborn,
But not the breeze.

A thousand fish swimming together,
A cow hand-bound in leather,
Flowers basking in the marvelous weather.
And there's news of a peacock who lost a feather.

Crabs on the coast,
Sideways dealings at most.

A shark and a tiger,
Whiffing blood up close,
On the lookout,
On the post.

A hundred brothers in a watery garden.
The croaking keeper, their warden.

Luminous arms twisting in spiral,
Thus the fate of a cheeky geezer,
Rocking his chair,
In retiral.