Friday 22 November 2013

#68 - A Nursery Rhyme Too Far

Once upon a place
Lived a monkey with no face
Just a ragged, bloody hole
Where face should be

Night and day the monkey pined
For the monkey was quite blind
No, it could not smell, nor hear,
Nor taste, nor see

'I must find a face - and fast!'
Thought the monkey, so, at last,
Up he sprang, all poised to set off
On his quest

But without a single sense,
He was impaled on a fence.
The moral is: don't ever try -
just have a rest

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