Jungle Breath

Jungle Breath

 

 

she just woke up with jungle breath

lianas swaying left and right

screeching yellow monkeys

had been swinging through her night

 

the tigers eye and serpents glare

snuck past teeth and tongue

leaving there a fragrance

that quite resembled dung

 

crocs lay in waiting

in lakes of rippled spittle

and down along the waterfall

the lips dripped just a little

 

with naked neck and taloned claw

there hovered one lone vulture

then swooping down it landed

to partake of dental culture

 

hyenas laughed and nipped

a substance oh so fetid

when a finger entered

an intrusion they regretted

 

they ran and yipped and howled

down the tunnel throat

and serpent, tiger, taloned claw

set sail the peptic boat

 

when up she sat and stretched

tongue circling her mouth

then silently discovered

the jungle heading south

 

then lifting up one buttock

she allowed it to depart

and instead of burping

she let fly one loud fart

 

she’d woken up with jungle breath

that had crept in through the night

but now she’s bathed and dressed  

and everything’s all right!

humour

◄ Riding with the Ghymly

The Smatterbog ►

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Shifa Maqba

Tue 28th Jul 2020 16:52

the imagery in your poem is simply majestic!

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Paul Sayer

Tue 28th Jul 2020 15:04

many a true word said in jest

graphicolly soundedly stupendiuos
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