Night safari in Topslip forest

All through the stillness of our night
Wind howled in the bamboo clump.

Their tall bushes danced in rapture .
In the inky darkness our searchlight

Beamed on shadowy forms of bison.
The luminous eyes stared in a dark.

But the creatures refused to appear.
Night safari is not their idea of fun.

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