A jungle hiker loses his way.
Delirious, hungry for 21 days.
A search party dispatched, in vain.
Helicopters thwarted by heavy rain.
A single mint is all that he’s left with.
So he decides to shift his perspective.
With the last of his strength he builds a house.
‘I was lost. But fuck it, I live here now’.
His predicament is much improved.
He just needs to order some food.
Finding a needle in a haystack
Is easy for a Yodel van’s satnav.
From the next day on, he’s perfectly fine.
Books, bug spray and bottles of wine.
What started as a rainforest rhyme,
Ends as an ad for Amazon Prime