we stoke the fire in the jungle forest, watching the embers glow in the quite night.
a warning call from a bird sounds, and then they take flight.
a monkey calls somewhere in the distance, then a twig snaps to my right,
I look to where it came from, there stands a panther with might.
a warning call from a bird sounds, and then they take flight.
a monkey calls somewhere in the distance, then a twig snaps to my right,
I look to where it came from, there stands a panther with might.
I don't know why but that poem came to me in math, so I wrote it down, made a picture for it thought. like it? 
