One Monkey

Now a monkey is in a tree

by the ocean

by the sea

In a tree all on its own

free to roam

and inhale the ocean breeze

It sings to itself and swings from trees occasionally 

Time is of no importance

until it's body demands sleep

but even sleep doesn't really matter to the monkey

because

it has the ocean

it has the sea

It has everything it needs

Until It realizes

Deep down inside

It is lonely

So it swings and it swings

Then it takes a walk

Down by the ocean

Down by the sea

The ocean drowns the monkey.