Amanda the panda sits in her cage
Paceing up and down is all she can do
Her once shiny fir coat now matterd and black
Her life luster gone hidden from view

Tired and worn she sits with no view
People come and stir she hides from their glare
Sitting there in the back out of there glare
People pointing staring children poking fun throwing things there Having fun

Amanda the panda sits chewing her bamboo sticks
Lunch will soon be over in her tiny cage she sits sleeping moving up And down she fidgets
This her daily life locked in the zoo
Think of her when you visit the zoo
So people from far and wide think of her as you look inside