Monkey see,
monkey do,
I used to want
to be one, too.
He doesn't have a bedtime.
Bet he doesn't eat green beans!
Monkeys get to play around
the whole day long, it seems.
He doesn't have to brush his teeth
or have to comb his hair.
If he had toys I'll bet his dad
wouldn't make him have to share.
Bet he doesn't 'scuse me'
after each and every sneeze.
And you won't hear him 'thank you'
after every single 'please'.
But Mommy said that monkeys
don't ever watch TV...
that's when I decided
I'd rather just stay me.
What fun we're having here today! Thanks, CJ. Memories of mother saying 'You little monkey! ' and knowing love and also good behaviour!
This is so delightful. I love it! Thank you for making me smile today, CJ. Chrissie
Oh CJ! How your mind works. Write another one. Write another one. Write another one. Rusty
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was a lot of fun to read. Very simply written, and somebody with a good heart.