Monkey
Again she steps out
Oh,
Fresh banana...!
She screeches,she beckons
Blinking,winking.
Acrobatics.. .
Monkey,if tales befet fate
Who cares?
They hop from tree to tree
They wink or blink to serve
They twist or couch,to catch.
In the twillight,they bluff
In the forest,they swarm.
Copyright © Nwando Obianyor | Year Posted 2007
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