The Zebras go here and there,
The Zebras go everywhere!
They go to dry land,
Or they go on the hot sand.

The Zebras go to where they can eat,
In Africa, is where they will find their meat!
They go back after to roam,
To find the path to their little home.

After a long hard day,
The Zebras go where they don’t have to play.
They go where its time to sleep,
And they all cuddle like one big sheep.

They go to bed,
Feeling all fed.
Now we all know,
Where the Zebras go.