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fleas on the head of a dead monkey
very little of this is about
fleas
this is mostly about a dead
monkey
and how he died is a matter
of conjecture
the rumors going around
jungle town is that maybe
he was having an affair
with the gazelle living at
the end of the bush
the monkey's old lady
found out and pushed
him out of the tree as
she didn't dig interspecies
shenanigans and going on's
the wild boar and tiger
said that they had heard
the monkey got a hold
of fermented banana
juice, drank so much
that he lost his footing
and tumble to his
untimely demise--
untimely because he
was still young for a
monkey and, sadly,
didn't have life insurance
all the old biddy gators
and crocks gossiped that
it was a straight up suicide.
"the monkey was nuts. out
of his head." they snarled,
then they ate the legs off of
a zebra
still, others said the monkey
was in way OVER his head with
gambling debts and Fat Tony,
the loan shark hippo, came
to collect one way or another
all things considered,
it really didn't matter
how the monkey died
after all
dead is dead, whether
you're a monkey, or a
man
OH...and the fleas?
well they learned that
there's no such thing
as a free lunch,
and that sooner or
later...everyone has
to pack their shit up
and move on to
greener pastures
( there is no moral,
or point, to this story)
fleas
this is mostly about a dead
monkey
and how he died is a matter
of conjecture
the rumors going around
jungle town is that maybe
he was having an affair
with the gazelle living at
the end of the bush
the monkey's old lady
found out and pushed
him out of the tree as
she didn't dig interspecies
shenanigans and going on's
the wild boar and tiger
said that they had heard
the monkey got a hold
of fermented banana
juice, drank so much
that he lost his footing
and tumble to his
untimely demise--
untimely because he
was still young for a
monkey and, sadly,
didn't have life insurance
all the old biddy gators
and crocks gossiped that
it was a straight up suicide.
"the monkey was nuts. out
of his head." they snarled,
then they ate the legs off of
a zebra
still, others said the monkey
was in way OVER his head with
gambling debts and Fat Tony,
the loan shark hippo, came
to collect one way or another
all things considered,
it really didn't matter
how the monkey died
after all
dead is dead, whether
you're a monkey, or a
man
OH...and the fleas?
well they learned that
there's no such thing
as a free lunch,
and that sooner or
later...everyone has
to pack their shit up
and move on to
greener pastures
( there is no moral,
or point, to this story)
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