The Monkey Song
There are monkeys on the television
Making others unaware.
There are monkeys practicing politics
For those about the public square.
There are monkeys teaching ethics
To make worse this sad affair.
There's nothing wrong with monkeys
If utter mayhem be the point.
As monkeys have no rhyme or reason
With no particular direction to anoint.
And despite their best intentions...
They end up just stinkin' up the joint.
My parents are extremely busy monkeys
With various sacred bananas to pursue.
And regarding all my siblings... well...
They are monkeys through and through.
As for that monkey in my looking glass...
I guess I'm a monkey too.
The End
Copyright © David Mchattie | Year Posted 2021
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