Jungle

• Kyle Young, Grade 3
• Poetry
• 2015

I can see...
Tedious toads hiding next to towering trees
The messy mud, rocks and a leave
Stuck in, as I walk I see bees
Bugs, fly’s gosh better run and heave!
I can feel...
The water from leaves splashing on my head blip, blop, blip, blop
The trees shade keeping it cool.
As I walk I feel the mud slip, slop, slip, slop
But then I feel something crawling on my leg it’s a spider!
I just threw it into a tiny pool
I can hear...
The whooshing of the branches,
The squashing of the mud,
One of the branches went smash! “Phew!” that almost put me on my hunches
Animals squeak, squawk and chirp to get a bud.