Redeemed were the forests, the beasts and the men,
And only the vulture dared again
By the far, lone mountains of the moon
To cry, in the silence, the Congo tune: |Dying down into a penetrating, terrified whisper|
“Mumbo-Jumbo will hoo-doo you,
Mumbo-Jumbo will hoo-doo you.
Mumbo ... Jumbo ... will ... hoo-doo ... you.”
ALADDIN AND THE JINN
“Bring me soft song,” said Aladdin;
“This tailor-shop sings not at all.