Welcome to the forest,

We ain't the jungle scene.

No monkeys, no tangled lianas.

Just bark and chlorophyll green.

Step through the trail, it’s pine and spruce,

No tigers here, no wild excuse.

We’ve got squirrels with plans and owls that stare,

But not a single jungle snare.

Don't bring Tarzan, he’ll be confused,

We keep it chill..no vines to use.

You want humidity and dense terrain?

Try elsewhere... we prefer terrain that's plain.

Welcome to the forest!

We’re cool in a leafy way.

We’ve got mossy rocks and docile fox,

And fungi on full display!

In the forrrrest! It’s all about the forrrrest!

We've got temperate zones, and boreal spans,

Birches and beeches doing handstands.

Our drama's subtle; quiet growth,

Not tropical madness breaking both.

Bamboo’s a maybe, maple’s a yes,

Try hugging trees, relieve your stress.

We're Mother Nature’s slower groove,

The jungle jumps! We subtly move.

Hear that crunch? That’s a deer,

No panthers creeping up near.

Birdsong’s loud, but not aggressive,

Our ecosystem? Slightly obsessive.

So if you crave that canopy dream,

With room to breathe and mountain streams,

Come wander through our conifer choir,

Forest life... it's cool, not dire.

Welcome to the forest!

Where branches sway and sigh.

Where chipmunks rule the understory

And cedars touch the sky!

In the forrrrest! You’re deep in the forrrrest!

So here's the difference; write it down:

The jungle wears a tangled crown.

But we... we stand in columns tall,

The forest answers nature’s call...

With peace, with shade, with quiet might...

Now take a hike... and say goodnight.