Close Encounters.

Armchair explorers, just like me, Would like no better destiny Than meeting creatures constantly In close encounter naturally. Akin to paradise would be To face and stroke a snake maybe, Or invite ten chimps home to tea. If angry bulls had been set free I would not broach them warily Or run and try to climb a tree, Up close and friendly I would be. I'd hug a warthog on my knee And meet his bite with calmful glee, My gleaming smile is all you'd see Because I have the remedy. There'd need to be a secret key Just like the documentary. Ten T.V. teams would cover me! !