I Hired A Monkey
One time I hired a monkey
He took notes for me in every class
I would just be sittin’ there
My mind a happy blank
Well my monkey, kept busy
Scribbling on little paper pieces
At the end of the fourth week
Teacher succinctly said,
“Now class, using all your notes
I want you to write a long report.”
So this is what I then penned
“Hello, my name Bingo!
I like to climb on tall things!
Can I have a gooey banana?
Eek Eek!” How’d I get an F!
I told mom about it,
The teacher liked him better!
Why’d the monkey make an A?
She said “My bad, I never told you!
Never trust a monkey!”
Copyright © Laura Naville | Year Posted 2019
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
to post a comment