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Wednesday, April 22, 2026

the duke in the jungle

by nick nelson







he duke rode into the jungle
on a horse made of tin
with a box of chocolates under his arm
and was never seen again

the horse showed spirit
and thew the duke off
he awoke in a feather of moonbeams
and heard a discreet cough

what have we here?
a smooth voice enquired
he looks fairly respectable
but his contract has expired

i would like some refreshment
the duke heard himself say
bring me a cup of sparkling sunshine
on my favorite silver tray

not so fast, fellow
the voice reproved
you are my prisoner
and must get in the groove

you must put on this yellow bow tie
and this suit of pepper and salt
but whatever happens after this
it will all be your own fault

how has it come to this?
the duke cried in despair
all i wanted was to be free
and all i wanted was my share the voice grew silent
and the door clanged shut
and the river went on running
beside the little hut

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