Baabo and Baboon

Story of ancient In lips of current In a town of Baabo The king was Baabo In those times as vast as they can go And as longest as they can know In Exploitation flash and bones The people And every wealth is for Bbaabo The peasant in one law of Baabo Should give the whole owns to baabo And every bride in very first night Was in his will The fount- babe for Baabo And the whole first week By law of Baabo She was for Baabo And no smiles and every cry But only for please of Baabo Ruthless and hardship how to appease him Baabo rose in his care son of sheepherder Who he killed and took his wife in hold The lad nicknamed by funny monkey As he charmed The King- Baabo He was always with him To Make him smile And he calls the lad monkey - the son And he was as known the only son of Baabo But no hope by tutoring of Baabo To make Monkey a good man for state The king of shadows then had a dream In nightmare of nights He seen a Baboon old The wise tells him Your days end is in last And in line In hands of my son this fall He never doubt that Baboon is king of rivals of Mountains In that last days of fall His son is always out of sight He sent his eyes spy out to search and watch Where his son wanders out And why doesn’t keep his company warm And they saw him with maid young and in her charm He calls her Barni and he was in her love He asked oh - the monkey going to be a man But he knew the first night is mine So let for nigh of wedding and prepare for the night But monkey knew The slew of his father And knows Barni only for him and the days he wait- came As the nation needs a leader not Baabo So he prepared his dagger And he asked his Barni To prepare the bed and pass To river bank of Baboons And wait And if doesn’t come by mid of night She should carry in run and pass And he prepared his kinsmen For attack of night And by mid of night the Baabo had come drunk As a snake in creeping to cave As came to bed the dagger of monkey is waiting the Baabo in dark And he put it in his darkest in heart And as he bleeds in bed sheets white In his moan last ask the[ Baboon]- your father And you killed me- monkey And no funny in that So the moon came pink at that night And the water of river purple as wine came And the night was the Barni’s and Baboon’s And no more the village is Baabo’s But for people of Baboons And people live in there’s In fair's life and finest last