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THAT HE SANG AT THE COUNCIL ROCK WHEN HE DANCED ON SHERE KHAN’S HIDE

The Song of Mowgli—I, Mowgli, am singing. Let
      the jungle listen to the things I have done.
Shere Khan said he would ****—would ****! At the
      gates in the twilight he would **** Mowgli, the
      Frog!
He ate and he drank. Drink deep, Shere Khan, for
      when wilt thou drink again? Sleep and dream
      of the ****.
I am alone on the grazing-grounds. Gray Brother,
      come to me! Come to me, Lone Wolf, for there
      is big game afoot.
Bring up the great bull-buffaloes, the blue-skinned
      herd-bulls with the angry eyes. Drive them to
      and fro as I order.
Sleepest thou still, Shere Khan? Wake, O wake!
      Here come I, and the bulls are behind.
Rama, the King of the Buffaloes, stamped with his
      foot. Waters of the Waingunga, whither went
      Shere Khan?
He is not Ikki to dig holes, nor Mao, the Peacock, that
      he should fly. He is not Mang, the Bat, to hang
      in the branches. Little bamboos that creak to-
      gether, tell me where he ran?
Ow! He is there. Ahoo! He is there. Under the
      feet of Rama lies the Lame One! Up, Shere
      Khan! Up and ****! Here is meat; break the
      necks of the bulls!
Hsh! He is asleep. We will not wake him, for his
      strength is very great. The kites have come down
      to see it. The black ants have come up to know
      it. There is a great assembly in his honour.
Alala! I have no cloth to wrap me. The kites will
      see that I am naked. I am ashamed to meet all
      these people.
Lend me thy coat, Shere Khan. Lend me thy gay
      striped coat that I may go to the Council Rock.
By the Bull that bought me I have made a promise—
      a little promise. Only thy coat is lacking before I
      keep my word.
With the knife—with the knife that men use—with
      the knife of the hunter, the man, I will stoop down
      for my gift.
Waters of the Waingunga, bear witness that Shere
      Khan gives me his coat for the love that he bears
      me. Pull, Gray Brother! Pull, Akela! Heavy is
      the hide of Shere Khan.
The Man Pack are angry. They throw stones and talk
      child’s talk. My mouth is bleeding. Let us run
      away.
Through the night, through the hot night, run swiftly
      with me, my brothers. We will leave the lights
      of the village and go to the low moon.
Waters of the Waingunga, the Man Pack have cast me
      out. I did them no harm, but they were afraid of
      me. Why?
Wolf Pack, ye have cast me out too. The jungle is
      shut to me and the village gates are shut. Why?
As Mang flies between the beasts and the birds so fly
      I between the village and the jungle. Why?
I dance on the hide of Shere Khan, but my heart is
      very heavy. My mouth is cut and wounded with
      the stones from the village, but my heart is very
      light because I have come back to the jungle.
      Why?
These two things fight together in me as the snakes
      fight in the spring. The water comes out of my
      eyes; yet I laugh while it falls. Why?
I am two Mowglis, but the hide of Shere Khan is under
      my feet.
All the jungle knows that I have killed Shere Khan.
      Look—look well, O Wolves!
Ahae! My heart is heavy with the things that I do
      not understand.

Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us,
      And black are the waters that sparkled so green.
The moon, o’er the combers, looks downward to find us
      At rest in the hollows that rustle between.
Where billow meets billow, there soft be thy pillow;
      Ah, weary wee flipperling, curl at thy ease!
The storm shall not wake thee, nor shark overtake thee,
      Asleep in the arms of the slow-swinging seas.
NyQuil Apr 2014
I'll come to an end soon, maybe even by the time this is read.
I'm not afraid of death I just want you all to hope I go somewhere better than the world now.
I've done much wrong in my life and people will never forgive me and I'm sorry.
just please for the love of God forgive me for all I've done.
I will always love my dear bestfriend till the end of time.
Until heaven comes falling through the sky.
Until the flames of hell burn out.
Until the universe is no longer.
I was never very religious but at good time I'd look to the sky and thank someone, God, Jesus. Whoever could hear I'd thank them for you.
For what you've all done for me
I'd thank whoever heard me for great times in life.
In times of trouble I'd pray for help, for light. Sometimes it really would come. So I pray now that the universe stays infinite and growing. I hope heaven never comes crashing down.
I don't ever want to stop loving you all.
The first time I realized praying works is with Laurel Gallamore.
I prayed and sobbed for another chance.
I was blessed with more.
I've never treated you the best, and I've never actually told you but I truly love you and will always care about you.
Jordan, **** I can't remember when I met you but I'm really very thankful for you.
You're there for me when I felt different, you were there when I needed you.
I love you for taking me as a friend and for being such a great friend.
I'm still sorry for the candy bar, please forgive me.
Kalie, I remember I didn't even know you for a while and I saw you. Upstairs 500, Mowglis tee. I told you I liked your shirt and later that day you were part of the group forever. I love you a lot for being such a great friend and talking to me while I type this, you're amazing and I'm sorry for being so rude at times but you're an amazing girl and one of my bestfriends and I'll always care about you and will always love you and don't ever forget that.
Austin, you're my oldest friend. I'm 99.9% sure since third grade I've known you and you've been nothing but great. I'll never forget summer of 2013. **** we talked from dusk till dawn about girls we thought would be the end of us. You've always been a great guy and I still ain't gay but I love you man.
Maybe this isn't the end but even when time slows more and more until earth is completely still, until we fade from one another. I pray that we don't, I hope and hope earth never stands still.
All the seas in the world couldn't hold my tears if I was forced to stop loving you all.
You're all true best friends
Amazing people
Years from now I hope we all know one another and are just as close as we are now.
I hope when we are old and gone
When we're gray and forgotten.
I just really hope I can be with you all in every other life there is.
I only wish I could show how I feel but my love for you all will never fade.
Not even if
Heaven comes falling through the sky.
If the flames of hell burn out.
Not even if the universe is no longer.
You will all, always be more than anyone could ever ask for.

p.s. that last line rhymed
This is an honest.. I guess you could say spill of thoughts about my real life, real best friends. Which I really love more than anything. I'll never forget them. Ever. Promise.

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