Shoehorn Jim And The Lost City of Goldsana

Shoehorn Jim was an inquisitive man,

Was the adventurer with luck in his hand

Deep in the jungle he was, hacking vines,

Along with hindering plants of several kinds

So intense was his wacking he forgot to glance

Up, suddenly before him spanned a glorious expanse

Such a glittering viewing sight greeted his eyes,

Wonder filled his heart and he started to cry

For all was gleaming gold everywhere he looked

So excited was he, but he should have booked,

For local cannibals salivated for the choicest cuts

He ended up sauteed with local berries and nuts

Let this gruesome tale serve as a warning to all,

Greed will blind you as you’re counting your haul!