Deepest, Darkest, Africa
Out here in my jungle,
There's danger around most ev'ry tree,
Poachers, Snakes and crocodiles,
Cannibals and killer bees.
But stories of things so much worse,
Have been told for many years,
Of something much more dreaded,
The whole jungle shakes in fear.
The lions cower and run away,
The natives say he is "Ju-Ju"
Even the elephants try to hide,
The legends are all true.
This "thing" is simply horrible,
Eats raw meat and bugs and dung,
It's breath's been known to clear a village,
The Swahili pack and run.
You always know when "it" is coming,
With drum messages in rhyme,
There's no escape, not even me,
His breath rots out my my vines.
Army ants go "AWOL"
Hyena's make no sound,
(It's been said that's why the ostrich,
Sticks it's head beneath the ground.)
Anteaters now go hungry,
There are no termite mounds,
The jungle hasn't had an insect,
Since Balladeer has come to town!
[This message has been edited by Tarzzan (edited 01-14-2000).]