Pauli the raven loved to fly, around the world so high in the sky. He soared over the mountains and through the trees, feeling the cool breeze and buzzing like bees.

In France, he found a funny frog who played the fiddle, and together they danced a merry little diddle. They giggled and squawked, making quite a kerfuffle, as they hopped and bopped in a wild ruffle.

Onward to China, Pauli met a chatty panda, munching on bamboo, so plump and so granda. They chattered and gobbled, sharing stories and schemes, under the moon's glow, they dreamed big dreams.

In Kenya, he spied a frolicsome zebra, zooming and zig-zagging with unstoppable fervor. They galloped and cavorted, in a grand parade, kicking up dust, with laughter and joy unafraid.

Pauli flew home, his heart filled with glee, thinking of the friends he met, how happy he'd be. Around the world, with friends, he'd roam, his raven heart forever soaring above his sweet home.