Jungle Revenge

This circus tamer – a nasty fellow
 Horrendous drunkard and moody bile fiend
 Unleashed his temper onto his subjects
 The morning after he thus would speak to them

 “Hark! Villains, I will grind your bones to dust,
 And with your blood and it I`ll make a paste;
 And of the paste a coffin I will rear,
 And make two pasties of your shameful heads!”

 He’d starve and beat’em, he’d spit and curse’em
 To excess use he would put his stinging whip
 His rage and anger, uncontrolled malice
 Have turned against him – god’s treacherous deceit

 One early morning the cleaner found him
 His corpse ripped open and drained of all his blood
 To the menagerie she then proceeded
 Cages all empty – all carnivores were gone

 Wrath, anger and spite Mould into one Alloy of evil
 Fangs ripping and sharp Slice flesh apart Tear it to peaces
 Beast hiding within Reared in hell Woken from slumber
 Angst, fear, and pain - a trio of hate Equation of murder

 The hungry tigers
 Feast on his body
 A jungle revenge -
 Eye for an eye!!!