Nothing to See Here... Except Capybaras!

Welcome, friend, there's not much to explore,

No pages, no posts—just an empty door.

But wait, what's that? A rustle, a squeak,

Could it be... capybaras you seek?

Yes, capybaras, the kings of chill,

Wading through rivers with time to kill.

Big, brown, and fuzzy, with endless grace,

They're nature's loafers, in no hurry to race.

They lounge in the sun or dip in a stream,

Living the dream, if you know what I mean.

So though this site is empty, don't despair,

Imagine capybaras floating without a care.

Enjoy the calm, the quiet, the breeze—

For that's the life of capybaras, at ease.