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The Jungle Book for Dummies
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Wednesday, 18th March 2015 @ 01:33:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
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There was a boy from civil land
Who had never known a guiding hand
He always tried to learn from others
But he could never persuade the mothers
And so he went to the square
Walked along the jobs and markets there
When something had caught his eye,
A remarkably professional skillful guy
He saw a man from another land
A man with darker skin, not his own olive bland
The man had a turban on his head
And swords lined up at his market-stead
"Step right up!" The stranger yelled
"The Great Sadiin!" His sign spelled
(Although to be honest the truth, it wasn't even,
For in actuality, the man's name was Steven.)
He pulled out a dagger
And without a stagger
He dropped the blade down his throat,
Humming with his mouth closed, he sounded like a goat
"Teach me your trade, your wondrous ways!"
Cried the boy in hopes of amazing new days
"Oh?" Said the mouth, of ol' Staviin,
"What will you do, when this secret you've seen?"
The boy had perked right up!
Short but not stout, this little tea-cup!
"I'll travel all around the place,
And encounter every face!
Show them the skills that are in fact real,
Those of a man who can swallow steel!"
"All right boy." Sadiin had agreed.
"But this simple fact, you shall take heed."
Sadiin then went on, to tell the boy some more
"You can't start this talent, if your skills are so poor.
You have to work your way up, to the larger things in store."
And so then he grabbed, a pebble from the floor
The boy had taken it, with complete intent
To drop the pebble down his throat, an insect miscreant
But as he let it go, the pebble then got stuck
He had choked on it, he hadn't quite had luck
"I'm sorry to tell you, my young white friend,
But of the life of dagger-eating, this is your end.
The likelihood of you doing this, is not even probable.
I'm sorry boy but teaching you, this would be impossible."
So the boy trudged on, until he reached a scribe
Who had elegantly wrote words, with a dancing vibe
"Teach me your ways!" Said the boy with utter glee,
Without looking the scribe replied "And why is it, that you ask this out of me?"
"I want to be when I grow up, a man who writes the laws!
Perfecting the written code, that comes of the ruler's jaws!"
"Alright." The scribe enthusiastically replied
"But to get there, you need the basics now solidified."
He made some lines and then asked the boy
To dot and cross them, and handed over his writer's toy
The boy in anticipation, gave his bottom a quick wiggle,
He made his dots, but his lines were utter squiggle
The scribe sighed and shook his head
He went back to his paper instead
"If You were to write your ruler's laws, he would be impeachable.
I'm sorry young one but for you, this is unteachable."
And so the young one went, leaving the grounds of his town,
Feeling embarrassed, a youthful wayward clown
Until he saw a bear walking in the wood
He wished to be like the bear, if he only could
He approached the beast, with a pace made slow
His lips made a careful effort, and their words did go:
"Excuse me creature, but could you teach me how to be
An animal of nature, I really want to see."
The bear said nothing, but its face had firmly smiled
He climbed onto its back, and it brought him to the wild
The bear had begun the lesson, on how to scavenge food
Even though its methods, were very much done crude
The bear slammed into a tree, and down dropped some fruits
The bear had devoured them, right beside its roots
The boy had tried as well, by kicking with his boot
But all that happened, was he had let out a toot
The bear wasn't all too shaken, it had turned its rump
It would find something else, to teach the boy that would not stump
It brought him to a stream, and caught itself a fish
And enjoyed, its tasty aquatic dish
The boy had tried as well, to catch the swimmers there,
But had fallen in, soaked from toe to hair
The bear had shaken, its massive fuzzy head
It knew if this boy lived in the wild, he'd be surely dead
The bear, used to a life that's tough,
Opened up its mouth, and spoke words quite rough
"Human and bear life are not comparable.
You as a creature, are simply unbearable."
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Re: The Jungle Book for Dummies
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by fish on
Wednesday, 18th March 2015 @ 10:25:33 AM AEST
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| Long but beautiful and interesting read. |
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Re: The Jungle Book for Dummies
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by ladyfawn on
Wednesday, 18th March 2015 @ 03:42:15 PM AEST
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lovely story, beautifully penned, rhyme, style and flow
wonderful, i love the bear, he really gave it a go! lol,
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: The Jungle Book for Dummies
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by JamesStockdale on
Wednesday, 18th March 2015 @ 10:17:52 PM AEST
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What Nessa said!
Its hard to write this much and keep it interesting with good flow. However you easily succeeded and this is a jewel.
I like the last stanza! |
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Re: The Jungle Book for Dummies
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by Pogivic on
Saturday, 4th April 2015 @ 01:23:01 PM AEST
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| So glad to know someone might be inspired by my poems. You have the talent for writing rhyming poetry and I like the story you tell in this one. Excellent write and interesting to read. |
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