Inner Chimp
I have an impish inner chimp
Alive within my soul.
I am quite mean with time for him
But sometimes let him play.
If he gets out it’s drinks all-round
(My shout).
He suggests all kinds of s**t;
But whenever he’s the cause if it
There’s happiness and wit.
Remorse is often soon behind
His times of out and free.
He’s naughty, sure but handy too:
He takes the blame from me.
Copyright © Bray Holt | Year Posted 2023
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