Night Song in the Jungle

Now Chil the Kite brings home the night
  That Mang the Bat sets free— 
The herds are shut in byre and hut, 
  For loosed till dawn are we.
This is the hour of pride and power, 
  Talon and tush and claw.
Oh, hear the call!—Good hunting all 
  That keep the Jungle Law!

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