Look, I took the rope off
So you might find your way
Now you go grease those wooden wheels
Don't stay another day

Panama is waiting
I see it's not a whim
If you want to leave this simple house
Just clap your hidden wings or swim

The river here will lead you
Otherwise just trace the signs
Let bananas there feed you
And you'll be doing fine

Good luck, little Tiger Duck
Make sure you take good care

Sincerely always yours,

The Little Tiger and The Little Bear