I am called The King of the Jungle but do not actually live in the jungle.

I can be high or low Reveal secrets or take them away Pay close attention to me or I might leave you stranded

This monster lurks beneath the earth, with many eyes and creeping girth. It loathes the light, turns it green, and it surges with a poison mean.

A bourgeois crackerjack prize. Only this must be knife-pried. Careful with the dainty sauce, the vinegar can lead to loss.

Oh human keeper, I can see you, but can you see me? I'm a clever little hunter and I'm quite excellent at it, if I do say so myself. I can solve puzzles and learn to perform your strange, complicated tricks, all for the promise of treats. There is no box that can contain me, and if I haven't escaped yet, I'm simply biding my time. I spend my time sitting tucked away in my little hollow, or hidden among the rocks, or even crammed under a coconut husk, my limbs neatly tucked up around me. I watch the world turn with open curiosity.