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A Monkey's Observation
Three monkeys sat in a coconut tree;
And talked of things that were said to be.
Said one to the others: "See here, you two!
There's a rumour afloat that can't be true,
That man descended from our lofty race,
To think of such is a great disgrace.
No monkey ever beat his wife,
Or starved her child or spoiled her life;
And whoever heard of a mother monk
Parking her babes for another to bunk,
Or passing them on from one to another
Till they couldn't tell who was their mother.
And another thing you'll never see,
Is a fence around a coconut tree.
If a fence I should build 'round a coconut tree
Starvation would force you to steal from me;
And there is another thing a monk won't do,
That is to go out at night and get on a stew;
Then use a gun, a club, or a butcher knife
To take another poor monkey's life.
Man may have descended, the ornery cuss;
But brothers, he didn't descend from us!"
Author Unknown |