Say: “Tabaqui sings again.”

When thy Pack would work thee ill,

Say: “Shere Khan is yet to kill.”

When the knife is drawn to slay,

Keep the Law and go thy way.

(Root and honey, palm and spathe,

Guard a cub from harm and scathe!)

Wood and Water, Wind and Tree,

Jungle-Favour go with thee!

Kaa

Anger is the egg of Fear —

Only lidless eyes are clear.

Cobra-poison none may leech.