Dance Monkey Dance

On a day that was bleak and gray 
I traveled down an abused road

Until I saw a man and a sleeping monkey 

Seeing me the man stomped on the monkey’s toe
He yelled at the monkey to dance 

As he started to play his rusty harmonica

The monkey just stood there in his pants

And snarled as he ripped off his fedora
The man kicked the monkey hard in the gut

Sending the monkey flying five feet 

The monkey just smiled as he landed on his butt

The monkey stood up and began back across the street 
But something was different about it

The monkey was smiling with a knife in his hand 

This angered the man and he took off his jacket 

He swatted at the monkey but only hit road and sand 
The monkey was quick and precise

The man was confused and swinging wild

And he bled more with each knife slice 

The man fell to ground and began crying like a child 
The monkey threw down his knife 

It whistled and a dog came by 

I know that was the end of his dancing life

And as it rode away he had a glint in his eye

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1 thought on “Dance Monkey Dance”

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