THE JOLLY JUNGLE FOLK

'Tis July Fourth in Jungle Land, And down the Forest's Emerald Strand The animals in gay parade March 'neath the big trees' leafy shade. With horn and trumpet, rattlers loud, Which Rattle Snake has lent the crowd, They make a noise that would compare With a tornado anywhere. Our old friend Tommy Tiger grins, As Mikey Monk some trick begins, While Harry Hippopotamus Says, "Don't you dare to make a fuss!" Then Oscar Ostrich says "How do!" As Buster Bear comes into view; I hope you have recovered quite— Those Bumble Bees know how to bite!" "Forget it!" Buster growls with pluck, "I haven't yet paid Doctor Duck!" But seeing then their Lion Lord, They all bow down with one accord. King Leo, with his tawny mane, Is sauntering down the Forest Lane, In all his majesty and pride His Ladyship close by his side. "It must be almost midnight now," Cries Mikey with a lowly bow; "Will not your Royal Highness stay And see the rockets glittering spray?" The Roman Candles shoot forth stars, The rockets circle Jupe and Mars, When suddenly across the sky A big black cloud goes drifting by. It hides from view the silver moon, The Jolly Junglers cease their tune; A hush falls over leaf and root— And then the Owl begins to hoot. Twelve times he toots his horn— "Let's go to bed before the morn," King Leo cries, "This awful din Has made my noodle fairly spin!" So all the Jolly Jungle Band Go home to sleep at his command, And all is quiet as a mouse Within each Jolly Jungler's house.