Aren't they all? I mean, not
Always in the final
Analysis, of course,
But in the moment sprung
Like lions from cages
At the Colosseum,
At last! At last! At last!
I'm free to find my own
Something, zebra, gazelle,
Pronking, stotting, something!
Here we go. There's sunshine
On that empty canyon,
Never mind the vultures
Hovering around us.
Sure, there's a lot of them,
But look at that: open space.
Are those baboons running
Around out there? Let's eat!