Not many have seen a flying eagle
In zoo, its wings are still and clipped
In forest, it’s scarce with a vexen ego
It trades no eaglet and hides no claws
And can go any height to kill with a flip
Jungle is for eagles; so are all its laws
Eagle killing a snake isn’t impunity
It represents a sacred order of sanity
Impunity, the silent variance of insanity
Had rascality license to vilify humanity
Like insanity, they’re a twin evil in society
Jungle kings and forest eagles
Operate at various rough angles
With natural timing without jingles
Saving angles situated in the triangle
With vertex ending beyond the mangos
Mangos, natural and sweet
Are great fruits without wheat
With spicy desert for landlords
Whose right is to evict any tenants
So undesirable to remain occupants
Overstretch attempts to mingle
Would yield empty air as landlord
Sees no gain in yesterday’s waxed ego
To make a choice in today’s tricky world
Paths crossing is no incentive to mingle
Zelensky was an eagle’s tenant
His notices did carry unsettled rent
So his landlord couldn’t really let it go
But he had thought he did not really owe
Landlord’s arrowed demand, a relief sent
Those who encounter eagle
Know the creature is a witty virgule
Picking up prey of choice in a twinkle
Its mighty wings glide with internet eyes
It strikes over waters and from wild skies
Eagles’ flight sends fears in Bassa
Worrying its allies not to land in Gaza
Zoes who’ve studied hunting as hunters
Voiced concerns about hunting eagles
A raw fear haunting eagles’ hunter!