April 29, 2011
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Swinging through the fading light,
From blossoming branches,
To verdant ferns,
The chimps make their home.

Their squealing chatter,
Fill the moist air,
As they come out,
With the fading rays of twilight.

The baby chimp,
A precious jewel,
Lives in the lush paradise,
Of the jungle.

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