This lion's lyin' on a rock
Till there's something better to do.
I am on the connecting clock
Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo.
Visitors come and I know that
Making them happy is my job.
They see me in my habitat,
And 'ooh' and 'aah' at me a gob.
Many of them call out my name,
'Hey Jabari, please look my way.'
My mood determines if I'm game
Whether or not to make their day.
After lyin' a while I'll take
Some quiet time and well earned break.
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