Along the
beach this story begins,
With a
monkey in a coconut tree,
He scrambled
high to where the tree ends,
To make sure
I would see his interest in our safari,
Through the
jungle growth and to the plains,
We’d planned this trip and now one selection to make,
“Mr. Monkey,
I’ll take an oath, we’ve gone to great pain,
I hope you’re a music man, we’re ready for goodness sake,”
Off we went
with our band, playing marches as we went,
Past the
elephants trumpeting along, until we set up tents,
By banana
trees across the land the horns we did vent,
The drums
beat to the same song, under the direction of the Lion Prince,
All the
jungle sang in the night, the crocs slapped their tails,
Hyenas
laughed at such a sight while Cheetahs raced down the trails,
What a
safari it was all right, What stories, what awesome tales,
The animals
danced with all their might, jungle music never fails!
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