Rubbish and old toys have been thrown down the overgrown side of the council house

... inthebush.

Right here in the bush.

In the bush!

But into the bush!

Snake in the grass here, Boss!

And you hear a rustle in the grass.

Well, I can't make love to a bush!

Then there is a rustle in the brush.

One in the box and one in the bush.

And to the thicket dragged the wretch.

And fire was used to clear out, and again, affected the ecology of grass and whole continents, and was used in cooking.

Did you have a visitation from God? A burning bush, perhaps?

If they found a dead man in the gully now, it would be me.

Narrator Suspense, fun and intrigue.

Listen, baby. We all live by the law of the jungle...

You've finally got your harem, King Solomon!

Well, if you think that the rustle in the grass is a dangerous predator and it turns out it's just the wind, you've made an error in cognition, made a Type I error, false positive.

There she was in the wildest jungles of Borneo, without a stitch on, except her dancin' shoes and her pith helmet.

The practices in question are most often the violation of a woman's right to physical and moral integrity, as in the case of

Harvest contaminated tobacco.

He pulled up the weed and threw it away.

The weeds have completely overtaken the garden bed.

You two have always been as different as the rose and the thorn.

Jungle

Our garden was full of weeds.

Eliza lose her way in forest.

In the jungle?

I ate dirt and chewed grass. I fooled them.

Video Narrator The wild Bonobo lives in central Africa, in the jungle encircled by the Congo River.

Highbush blueberries.

(iii) Serials circulation

The jungle wins.

Things rank and gross in nature possess it merely.

Listen, baby, we all live by the jungle Eat or be eaten.

Listen, baby. We all live by the law of the jungle Eat or be eaten!

It depends on the jungle

There was... a kind of bush.

In the jungle?

the Terrills'd dry up like jimson weed.

These are huckleberry bushes.

I'm king of the jungle.

And as for the women of Gaul well, their hair is like the frazzled ends of rope.

And I did go out, and I did this picture of grasses coming through in the spring, along a roadside.

Life is so complicated.