I have to say, I don't get this contest, and I know my piece is not appropriate, since it's hardly a doctrine from some abstruse philosopher; but when I think of the gold standard of primitive language, this is what comes to mind:
Life good. Mama Kala much love in heart. Teeka nice girl. Cheetah good friend. Vine, river, splash—fun! But now—me different! Body not same. Strange feelings... Ooooh! Who that? Stranger! Girl -- like Teeka. But different -- more pretty! Nice smile. Strange talk. Who you? Strange name! Who me? Me Tarzan. You Jane.
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