The Jungle Balk Poem by Ima Ryma

The Jungle Balk



As a wolf I am quite amused
That humans think a jungle is
Where I do run, don't be confused
By tales and songs of human biz.
We wolves have varied habitat,
In forest and desert and plain,
Even the arctic we are at,
But jungle is not wolf domain.
I'm sure a jungle is a place
A lot of animals do run,
Sweating in hot and steamy chase,
For a wolf, not a lot of fun.

Feel free to come and run with me,
But in a jungle I'll not be.

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