OH HARK PART 5

Hardly had he stifled his laughter ,when appeared a man folically challenged

.Wondered he , whether all this was theatrically managed 

Deep within the wilderness, someone smothered a cough

And the small cat started howling her furry little head off.

.Now came an emaciated horse at a canter

Astride it were two men involved in a banter

One was obese and the other skeletal

 Who seemed to be tilting at an imaginary windmill.

.A man with a wheelbarrow now  towards him walked

 With his rumbling walk, the entire jungle rocked

.Said he," come out and live a little".

Aiming at a thick bush, a thin stream of spittle.

.Not one thing could he understand.

 Was it some lost kingdom resurrected in jungle land?

Where was the woman in white, he wondered

.Absolutely befuddled, in an overflowing gutter he blundered.

"Hold my hand , I will pull you out", said a Good Samaritan, oh hark.

Was it the ghosts' night out , there was no light at the end of this tunnel dark.

.Hidden behind the trees , the woman in white sat in a swing and enigmatically smiled .

 With fear his stomach rumbled , no longer could he watch beguiled.