RIT: Rhodesian instute of traffic.
Ruminants need traffic lights too.
In the Savannah we stared at
The roads going so much faster
Roar did the lion, pouncing past
In my lips the whistle dried up
The young gazelle making the colour so
Rarely seen made my uniform look silly
Intervene I did not do, Nature's way I said
Then you snatched my decency and I was short of words.

Yet again.