Every time I go hunting in the JUNGLE,
I trip and fall and drop my bundle.

Then it never fails, I lose my pants,
Just like when street dancing in FRANCE.

If it were not for my noisy sister
I'd be her vacationing with a sexy MISTER.

I know writing a travel guide can be troublish,
But there nothing as thrilling as when its PUBLISHED!

WORDS: Trumpet, Hatbox, Donut, Mockingbird.
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