Pandoras Monkey
Pandora had her a monkey;
She kept it on a short chain.
It came down with pox;
She slammed shut her box,
And hoped not to see it again.
Some bad boys who wouldn’t wear socks
Were messing with Pandora’s box.
They got down, they got funky,
They let out the monkey,
And now there are pandemic talks.
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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