The Jungle Husband

Dearest Evelyn,

I often think of

Out with the guns in the jungle

Yesterday I hittapotamusI put the measurements down for you but they got lost in the

It's not a good thing to drink out

You know,

I've practically given it up dear.

Tomorrow I am going alone a long

Into the jungle.

It is all

But green on

Only sometimes when a tree has

The sun comes down plop, it is quite appalling.

You never want to go in a jungle

In the hot sun, it would be the act of a

Because it's always full of anacondas,

Evelyn, not looking ill-fedI'll say.

So no more now, from your loving husband Wilfred.