Sing A Silent Song

Gorilla, I sing a silent song to you.  Stretch and lie down.  Your crew began to scent as soon as I got to your area.  I pound out a message from The Congo on the wooden stump.  You move and find a tall place to be to show your royalty.  You can now see the giraffe I just named for royal nation.  He is beautiful and elite and takes the switchboard charge for you so that you can contend with your immediate environment.  The buffalo chew their cud, as I wish them peace and well being today.  Even the tortoise is out, "running" around in the enclosure with the zebras.  Lunch was lovely.  I now sit to equalize the energies at my coffee spot.