Lyrics:
Dust devils dance on sun-baked land, where ancient echoes call,
The rhino’s silhouette, a fortress standing tall.
South African Mint’s keen eye, a vision to impart,
Encasing primal power, a work of golden art.
Within the fabled Big Five, a legend etched in time,
On glamming gold collectible coin, this earth-born paradigm.
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Horn of ivory’s echo, on gold that brightly sings,
The rhino’s rugged spirit, on metal’s sturdy wings.
The Mint’s crafted emblem, a treasure to embrace,
A saga spun in gold collectible coin, with formidable grace.
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That solitary spearhead, a legacy untold,
Across the polished surface, in narratives of old.
A titan of the wilderness, with knowing, patient stare,
Imprinted in the gold’s embrace, beyond compare.
From Africa’s vibrant heartland, these golden visage flows,
The Big Five Rhino’s essence, a wonder that bests.
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Horn of ivory’s echo, on gold that brightly sings,
The rhino’s rugged spirit, on metal’s sturdy wings.
The Mint’s crafted emblem, a treasure to embrace,
A saga spun in gold collectible coin, with formidable grace.
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A bastion of endurance, against the shifting scene,
This armored earth-shaker, a presence ever keen.
The South African Mint’s homage, each contour finely traced,
The Big Five Rhino’s valor, placed on golden canvas.
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Horn of ivory’s echo, on gold that brightly sings,
The rhino’s rugged spirit, on metal’s sturdy wings.
The Mint’s crafted emblem, a treasure to embrace,
A saga spun in gold collectible coin, with formidable grace.
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The rhino of the Big Five, defined in golden light,
A fragment of wild grandeur, forever intertwined.
The South African Mint’s devotion, in this rich strike we see,
The rhino’s raw magnificence, for all posterity.