When I come back I will be a gibbon.
Leaping and bounding from trees,
Swinging and laughing, enjoying my long arms,
Loving my life, my arms like long ribbons.
I will make friends with red howler monkeys,
When they migrate to Asia, where I live. Why?
Because they are ridiculously cute, and I love the
Way they use their tail like another arm, do or die!
Or I might come back as a colobus monkey, because
I really love swinging in trees! They stay up there
No matter what, during rain, and not so gentle breeze.
No wait, I will be an orangutan, living on Borneo.
I like fruit, and I do so much love the idea of this, so!
Unless I can be a chimpanzee, when I come back, or a gorilla.
There are so many choices, and I might even be a man, a simple fella.
Categories:
colobus, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Rhyme