Silverback
Silverback led his gorilla by the wrist
out into the fog and missed,
lost his heart and then his way,
sadly, he was heard to say,
"Don't get me wrong,
I'm no King Kong,
it's plain to see,
so, don't make a monkey out of me."
Silverback took his gorilla by the hand,
looking for the promised land,
a jungle bungle at very best,
made him roar and beat his chest,
"What can I say,
she's no 'Fay Wray,'
here on the ground
I'm an ape, I don't monkey around."
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