Guest guest Posted July 14, 2006 Report Share Posted July 14, 2006 There's a rumble in the jungle and the animals are loose Roaring and howling at an ancient blue moon, Flittering away the daylight hours in the preening of sunlit feathers, The watering hole is stagnant and the Summer is dry, The hunger is a ravaging beast with golden eyes, It is stalking. It is quietly moving in for the kill. It is swift and merciless, Blood oozes, marks the well worn path, the tall grass Is wet with red. The jungle is inside. Where no man can hide. Where the apes can never escape. YIL, Ana 7/14/06 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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