I'm a little breathless
Looking at the caresses
Of a mountain gorilla
Just been through the jungle
Bit of a bungle, should be birds
We heard a noise like boys and girls
Ran my hand in my purse for chocolate
Not to eat, you duffers, but to give the kids
What a surprise we ran into the gorillas
They are vegetarians, don't you know
All they want are a few leaves, fruit
So of course the chocolate was mine
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