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Bush Tales

'Twas the Night Before Christmas ‒ on an African Safari

'Twas the night before Christmas ‒ on an African safari

The sky twinkled overhead, bright and starry

All through the camp and all through the house

Not a creature was stirring not even a grouse

No sound of a hippo’s laugh, or a lions roar

Everyone’s resting for a day to explore


It’s a warm and green Christmas on African land

The morning newspaper here - is footprints in the sand

Walking on land with giants makes you feel alive

All your senses heightened ‒ here only the fittest survive

This vast and dusty continent has a charm and allure

Everything is astounding like the sunrise on the valley contour


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Instead of snow, we have thrilling thunderstorms

It’s brilliant how the wildlife truly transforms

From Mana Pools forest mist, with lone sunbeams

To gliding through the meandering Okavango ‒ Africa is the dream

In this season the babies are born and the land turns bright green

The wild dogs are chirping and merry, led by their queen


We have kudus for reindeer,

We have 4x4’s instead of sleighs to steer

Acacia's replace pine Christmas trees

A festive Christmas you’ll have with the sun and the breeze

The day might be done as cricket chirps fill the air

Just a normal African Christmas affair


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