A monster lurks in the Congo, or at least the non-natives say, 

For the natives this monster brings life to the flowers, fungus and trees, 

This monster has scales and the form of a sauropod, there is only one to be founded, 

It breaks the basin and gives new land, but the white devils deem it a killer, 

It plants the trees and houses the monkeys, a killer it is not, 

Giver of life and the protector of green, but the world will only feed one,

For the only true love of this cryptid has passed, and a village sunk with it too, 

For this creature is a peaceful creature, a soldier of tribal Zinj, 

Breaker of bones, destroyer of stones, yet it is no monster.