Monkey Business Poems - Poems about Monkey Business

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 the fiends abducting limbs, or a pedactyl soulful eyes stare with jeers sailing mimicking...

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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 return In the year of 2021 To show to the world what...

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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 done, defoliated by fire sweet smell of wild honey a hive...

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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 interlopers visit every other Tuesday. Want to go with me? What...

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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 here that prose can never serve an end, Not all (of...

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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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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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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 bold peaks in joy's lifespan; Sights and sounds swirl and call...

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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 the onslaught his roar awakening, weakly at first, then fueled by an instinctual...

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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 was a simple task like just adding up the sum From...

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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 calico moving balls of yarn; the fallen, like a snake, wooed...

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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 taught him little tricks, But my word! The poor thing, Got rounded...

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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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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 and you They cant hear those four horsemen running everything they bring...

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