WETLANDS: THE MYSTERIOUS MARSHES
Bogs, Fens, Quagmires, Marshlands and Swamps,
Wilds that make your heart beat in THUMPS!
They’re dark and mysterious places,
Get lost here—there’ll be no traces!
There is no place on earth that’s stranger,
In every nook, there lurks a danger.
Toads, newts, owls, crocodiles and snakes,
Hungry insects in all shapes, colours and makes
Call these lowland sloughs their home.
In some marshes TIGERS roam!
Reeds, ferns and mosses set up their traps
To capture the hapless—YOU perhaps?