There's Probably A Monkey... Poem by Shaun Cronick

I put a poem up a while ago,
Three long hours to be exact.
No sign or hide or hair of it,
And I'm never one to overreact...

But f*** it!
What the Dickens is going on.
Three hours is a bloody lifetime,
I could have run a marathon.

I guess they're in the pub,
Tonight's PoemHunter staff.
Thinking nobody will notice,
While having a boozy laugh.

There's probably a monkey,
They've left the duties too.
Who simply presses a button,
The one labelled f*** you!