I went ajungling in the wilds of life
Amumbling and astumbling on
Rapids arumbling in a steady roar
Tigers apouncing on wild boar
I went abumbling in the wilds of life
Agrumbling as taut, stubborn vines
Enmeshed to thresh me to a floor
Acrawling with sleek snakes of yore
I went atumbling over cliffs and rocks
Aflying as the clouds strolled by
While birds and bats and even gnats
Made jest of humans such as me.
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