Bride You, Groom Me - Question Mark

(Monkey Shines on Typewriter) Monkey dreams, sex, more sex, Banana nice too, Once in a while! Tastes better though When cute butt peels for me Too much rain, Smell like stale carpet Who will groom me now? Something big comes, Sure not stinky me! Haul my ass up tree! Dominant males Chest thumping braggarts Really stink I think! Whoo Whoo Whooee! Cute butt three trees over! Maybe she wet too No notice stinky me Mistake me for brother Until too late! Whooee! Oh Wow! (thumping chest!) Sweet, sweet, sweet, treat! Was it good for you too cute butt? Oh yes, right there!! Hmmmm! You can groom me anytime! Brian Johnston November 1, 2014 Poet’s notes: This poem started out as a joke on my current poetry contest that has the Challenge Title – ‘Words – The Heart of Imagination.’ I asked myself if monkeys have no words, but do have imagination like Bri Edwards claims to have in his poem (even without words), and I was translating these mental images in a monkey’s brain into English words as a kind of poem, what would it look like? Bride You, Groom Me also brings to mind the famous line from the first Tarzan movie after Tarzan saves the beautiful blond Jane from certain death and takes her to his home in the trees swinging on vines with Jane over his shoulder..... He says 'Me Tarzan, you Jane!' Surely the greatest understatement of all time!