Ode To Da Monkey Man

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* Brain-fart while writing this poem.
Please pardon the accent. *

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Oh Monkey man, a lover is he.
Always chasin' the chicks, two or three.
We love his green fur, all a-mess,
Thinkin' he is neva, at rest.

Smoky halo, from the ciggy in his mouth.
We all tell'n him, you shouda' been from da south.
Paperback novels are not his thing.
He likes da mags, with pics of ding-o-lings.

Big pouty, puffy lips, an those yummy, harry pits.
Err ... Did I mention, he has tits?
He is our poet of the hour,
thinkin' ... Oh Monkey man, needs ah showa.

So robust, short though he may be.
He can teach ya, how to ski.
A fine specimen of Monkey Lust
Hmm do ya know, he leaves All others in da dust.

He chases, runs them poet chicks all day long.
With his short lil legs, wrapped in a thong.
When he catches them, Woe to her.
She will live in the land of green fur.

Oh, to kiss those love-r-ly lips,
get a shakin' from those e-last-ik-oo hips.
* fans self *
He is the Monkey man, of all he serves.
Oh, just look-ee at those curves.
* pants *

I know, ya want him, No, do not deny!
I can hear, your wanting sigh.
He will love you, good ... an long
* oh so longgggg *
While he fart, whistles ya ah song.
* air fresh-nah plee-zz *

He is so romantic-ko.
We all want him for our bow.
* pick me, pick me *jumpin up an down *
Err ... ya got any dough?
I do sow ... ya know.

As for this poet chick,
I think, he an I click.
Ya know, I am just funnin' my friend.
An honor to you ... I attend.* Wicked Evil Grins *

Poetry from ... My fun lovin' heart.
Ya'll know I'm a feisty lil tart.
* strawberry ... cherry ... what's ya plez-zya? *
Take my words, with a lotta salt.
I tell ya, it is all, that Wicked Eves' fault~
* pointin' at Eve, she made me do it *



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Err ... A confession I must make,
'twas all a mistake.
Eve is a good ... Innocent soul.
* fingers crossed behind back *
Now I'm stuck eatin' crow~



Thank You Tath, for being the Wonderful Monkey,
We all know and Love. * Smiles *

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dcpoet44dcpoet44almost 19 years ago
don't know the story....

behind it but it has a quite a bit of funny stuff in it. nicely done......don

My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Talealmost 19 years ago
I didn't understand it...

till you said it was tath, then it clicked, brain fart...<laughing> okay hun great tribute.

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