Fools Rush In...
The old ape lies in the dense foliage,
Peering at the huntsman's tactics.
He clings and leaps apace,
Dodging the snares set in place.
Other foresters in callowness,
Tread williy-nilly, dicing with death,
Till prey they fall.
'Aah well, fools rush in....'
Edem Kojo Obedie
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