Friday, January 22, 2016

it seems covered but..



The monkey sits on the cable
In the day of light he looks
At the people and cars passing him by
He holds in his hands the yellow banana

He listens to the wind
He feels the soft touches on his skin
The day light he sees in his eyes
It must be good sitting high

He tells his fellow monkeys
Don't come over here
You stay where you are
You don't have your rights!”

These monkeys never agree
They jump up and down to show
They make the monkey noises
The monkey on the cable just ignores them

He shows his middle finger
He stares at the other monkeys
He sits quietly on the cable
I am your leader don't you forget!”

The hunter on the ground
He takes his aim and fires
The monkey on the cable doesn't hear
He only feels the pain falling down

The hunter walks over
Pick the monkey put him in the bag
Throw the bag on his pickup truck
He drives away whistling his favourite tune

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