In a land far away, where the sun always stayed, lived Leo the Lion King, brave and unafraid.

With a mane that was grand, like gold in the sand, Leo ruled with a smile, and a mighty big hand.

He’d roar with delight, both day and at night, his kingdom so bright, what a magnificent sight!

One day he did find, a problem in his mind, the flowers were missing and he needed to unwind.

So he gathered his friends, with plans to make amends, they’d search for the flowers till their journey would end.

There was Ellie the Elephant, big as a tent, and Gerry the Giraffe, whose neck never bent.

With a bound and a leap, they searched high and steep, through jungles so deep, till they all could sleep.

They tipped and they toed, down a small rocky road, till they found a garden where the flowers had sowed.

But who was the thief, causing all of this grief? It was curious Clem, the mischievous Chief!

Clem giggled and said, with a pat on his head, 'I just wanted to dance in a flower bed!'

Leo chuckled and sighed, 'No reason to hide, just ask us next time, we’d have happily complied!'

Together they played, in the flowers they swayed, a kingdom united, in joy they did wade.