"It is everywhere! Lemon grass...
You look left, right, front and back...
But those bushes of lemon grass stretch for miles.
You run through it, your muddy feet, you shout as loud as you can
Still, this maze of lemon grass may be the end of you
A tiny bug appears in front of your nose; could this be my way out you think?
Can I trust him?
You follow him like a fool, through more and more lemony swamps…but then, he leads you right out of it
You are happy, that you can still believe!
You give thanks"