[Pankoki]

Alrighty, this time I've been hit by the muses calling, perhaps some poetry is in order. So here goes it.


The Monkey Poem

True and through, across the land,
A beast so kind lays its hand,
It picks up bits of this and that,
And eats it to gain some fat.

Funny looking and quite curious,
The lesser beings of a race,
They have no sense of honor or glory,
So they fling dudu at your face.

But yet they are so lightly mood,
That one can never be so mad,
Just make sure you don't take its food,
Cause they'll rid you in a tad.

Monkeys monkeys monkeys monkeys...
The only true door that has no key,
Take them lightly and be not stricken,
Perhaps its time we get some chicken...


monkeys...