maybe a good poem!!!!!

Animals thrive in the jungle, they hunt for prey

They are grateful, for the sun is up and it is day.

As the sun goes down, the animals go back to their homes.

Their homes are different from others: squares, triangles and domes.

They are safe, and as they go to sleep,

Their next adventure might be steep

As the sun rises and the animals wake.

But what they don't know is that going outside would be a mistake.

As they go out into the forest,

They see a big giant man, who seems to be the strongest.

He shot and weaved and did as he pleased as he ravaged the forest for food.