In Our Jungle Bungalow
In Our Jungle Bungalow
He
Life is too effete.
Let's get away, my sweet,
To some serene retreat
With just raw food to eat.
Like the Mahareeshi advocates
And Tarzan did with all his mates---
Let's go! Let's go!
In our jungle bungalow,
We won't worry 'bout faulty plumbing
Or in-laws coming
Or winter numbing
Our toes.In our jungle bungalow,
We won't worry 'bout leaders lying,
The planet frying
Or always buying
New clothes.We will rise and greet the dawn
Looking like September Morn---
Just the way that we were born.
It's fun, dear!
Let's run, dear!In our jungle bungalow,
We won't worry which famous player
Is now a slayer
Or just who's gay or
Who's straight.
In our jungle bungalow,
I can hardly wait.She
Your plan is fine with me.
Oh, darling, I agree
That in our privacy
Our corps will find esprit.
My wardrobe will be simply stark---
A string of beads, a laundry mark---
Let's go! Let's go!In our jungle bungalow,
I'll discover complete enjoyment
In unemployment
And with the boy meant
For me.In our jungle bungalow,
Not a censor in sight to brand you
Or reprimand you
For living glandu-
Larly.I will be your jungle queen;
You will see when all's serene
The mole that only mother's seen---
That's so, dear.
Let's go, dear!In our jungle bungalow,
We won't worry 'bout outdoor speakers,
Designer sneakers
Or just what's chic or
What's not---
In our jungle bungalow
We will love alot.Both
In our jungle bungalow
We won't bother 'bout Dodgers winning
In just what inning---
Or checks beginning
To bounce.In our jungle bungalow
We won't care if new evils fester
Or salesmen pester---
Or our cholester-
Ol counts.We'll go swinging through the trees
Doing what we damned well please
Observed by only chimpanzees---
Let's scoot, sweet,
But toute de suite.In our jungle bungalow,
We won't worry 'bout Wall Street ruses
Or stock abuses,
Or TV Newses
Each night---
In our jungle bungalow,
We will find the light.In our jungle bungalow,
We won't care if the current era
Gets even queerer
Or what conspira-
Cies start.In our jungle bungalow
We won't worry 'bout teeming masses
Or lethal gasses
Or what now passes
For art.We will stroke and kiss and pet
In ways that I can safely bet
The elephants will not forget---
By damn, dear,
Let's scram, dear!In our jungle bungalow,
If the heat should become uncanny,
I'll fan your fanny
With frangipani
Or palms;
In our jungle bungalow,
You'll be in my arms.