I often love this rainforest,
The cold rain cools me down,
On a hot day.
When I’m flying,
I feel the soft sweat on my back,
Gliding fast diving down,
For a branch.
Squawking to my friends,
I always remember to tweet back.
When I sleep the tall green trees,
Sway from side to side,
When I cover myself in rotten leaves.
You've included lots of the feelings you would have, Annie, and it brings the poem to life. Well done!
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