Monday, July 21, 2014

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
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.

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