Whistling thorn , this tree , does whistle believe me , the help of several ant species, bore holes into the thorns of an African indigenous tree the '' Vachellia diepanolobius'' as soon as mother nature blows the natural whistles of these spiky appendages come alive Africa at it again. ''My best friend , brother, soulmate and husband '' is the ant who can make magic to leave us wondering and admiring, trust me he knows his to outpower the devil , not can I only vouch for him the whole community, Honorables and the whole lot National Defense force states Mrs khoza . ''Haaa haa ha '' 'no babe ' am just a mane a big fluffy dark lion mane , of course lazy I tell you , just knows my way around the widest , tallest and lowest equation. Happiness and tranquility is what me and my pride are forever preying on , after all what is life without a dash of happiness and tranquility to spice it up, and wouldn't mind to give up a sip to every being .Honour would all be mine happiness and tranquility is simply a sip you can't resist, if not awarded the honours I will roar to every tip of grass and peak of trees to hear even those under every matter
