Kilimanjaro
Clouds are dancing around his peak,
Kilimanjaro is really big.
His slopes are covered by white snow,
around him, bananas and bushes grow.
Kilimanjaro is standing in the middle of the savanna so proud.
He is flirting with every cloud,
watching them curiously,
smilling to them mysteriously,
loving them not seriously.
Kilimanjaro can dance with every cloud
when the wind whistles not so aloud.
He knows he is the king,
he just needs to wink.
By sunset and sunrise,
he is seducing and loving his brides.
The clouds know what he can provides.
Written by Gjoshe Pocev