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Primate Houses

At the zoo, at the primate houses, their ire, at the watchers, arouses. Before it’s all through, they’re hurling their poo, And sometimes it gets on their blouses.

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Anil Deo

Date: 4/1/2022 3:21:00 PM

I can't help see the analogy of human primates having gender wars and abuse, watched & reported by "responsible" primates to the "primates authorities " shalom shalom Jeff.

Jeff Kyser
Date: 4/1/2022 3:52:00 PM

yup, they're and their a little vague there :-)

L Milton Hankins

Date: 4/1/2022 9:04:00 AM

Ah, this has happened to me more than once. I love the critters, but they can be nasty. At the zoo in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, they have two or three primates that they let you hold and play with. I think they are quite young or at least very docile. It was a good experience.