to the small Galapagos island.
They traversed along the cay
of the little peninsula.
A sea of emerald, cotswold, myrtle
and an air of mystery.
The Jungle lured them in,
but the escapements were unforgiving.
The Jungle was a Siren,
luring unprepared travelers in.
The Jungle was a beauty,
but one to beware.
I like the idea of the jungle as "a siren, luring unprepared travelers in."
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