Best Monkey Business Poems

Monkeys were never us; 
our entrance is more than theory. 
I came standing erect and complete.
The dust was to indulge (except of the tree)
in the place provided, where the voice walked 
in the cool of the day. 

Leopards and lambs, 
like Puppy Yellow 
and the...

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Mind and heart know the way of flow,
Opt to receive the grace of zest;
Now sense the glow of love that shows,
Keep and achieve your affluent best;
Eye with delight bliss with sure ease,
Yes dare to seek blessings most grand.
Bright words spark sight of scented peace,
Urge your...

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I once got myself a monkey
(God knows what breed his was).
He was black, with dark, big eyes--
A devil-thing you could never pass.

Pearly-teeth shone in his mouth,
When you but pleased this thing;
We'd get-along well together,
(Me thought we could do with some training)
And, I tried teaching him
And...

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It's a blockade I hate.
It always gets in the way
of progress I want to make.
Absent, I feel trapped.
Can't escape, can't fade away.
Unable to evade, I am afraid.
I fight the battle every day.
.......What more can I say?

-Angel Fatale-...

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Monkey Business

The monkey’s brother said: “Mom’s gonna have a fit”
The giraffe replied “I’ve got the ring he must commit.”
They looked at her and said “WOW”
They looked at him and said “HOW”
He answered: “My brother put me up to it.”


John G. Lawless
8/25/2017...

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Here's where I left behind
Back in time
Trying to find 
What's in Monkeys mind 
In 2006, 08 
Or maybe 09
And the years grow longer
The deeper I ponder
What's in Monkey's mind
And Father time 
Not being so Kind
Not wasting no time
Trying to find
What's in Monkeys mind
Here is where I...

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There was a fine monkey from Peru
Who hated the zoo’s vegetable stew.
So to get a banana 
He’d turn **** to camera
and they'd throw him a banana or two!...

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once a wise monkey named stan

dreamt of becoming a man

so to fool all the rest

taped a note to his chest

my wife use to date tarzan.
...

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Monkey business is pure fun filled play
Tricking and chatting throughout the day
Climbing banana trees their own way
If you invade them try to be merry and gay

If you do not, they will chase you away.
If you are silly and cute they may let you stay.
They let...

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Monkey Business


The bear was quite happy,
or so it seemed, alone in a
damp, cold, gray stone den.

Until the children on a trip
visited the zoo.  Riotous, noisy,
and unsupervised bullies all

jeering at the bear, throwing
peanuts and insults at this
hulking, lonely, beast.

Cowering amid the debris
he rails  against...

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Monkey business


“I say how about
breakfast at The New Farmer’s”


Our day of picking and consuming done
no hunger induced nightmares, we rest dusk to dawn
check on the young ones. Are we all here?
tomorrow we return for another early breakfast
at The New Farmers'

it's sugar cane on the menu
well...

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As the girl went up stairs and entered the hall
Having lightened her cares she began to stall
Still a bit unsure and really wanting to know
She opened up Dad's door a little hesitant though

So now of Dad she would ask where we had come from
But that...

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From: The office of Spritual Advisor
Re: God And Country

The 600 pound gorilla in the room
has a name and is coming real soon

They can jive and pussyfoot around
but most folks know He's coming to town

Everything He said is now coming true
at least to soldiers like me...

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Is free verse poetry or 'falutin name for prose,
In truth, perhaps, more saunter in the park?
A tawdry muse that's dressed in Sunday's store-bought clothes,
A mud locked boat aspires to be an ark,
An uncut diamond lacking heart or ring,
A song, perhaps, no troubadour can sing?

Not saying...

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marauding foxes  
mutilating fruit
minutemen mischief-makers
marching upon us

pick our pockets
laugh at our loss
   
“No mangoes for sale”

maimed, mangled, mashed
sweetness shamed  
to death
ants and gnats feasting
off illicit mango chutney

sly scamps
evade 
like Bolt-pace
their intake 
of fruit sugars  
insufficient for catching  
robust diabetes
enfeebling...

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