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Monkeys
three This poem is
of monkeys Not monkeys
in trees Not of one
monkeys Not monkeys
that are two, This is a
poem of monkeys That are
threes. Number one
monkey, sits not in a tree, One hand each,
covering an ear. Covered so,
no evil he shall hear. Monkey
number two, in the middle sits, No hands are
free, each covers an eye, Covered so,
no evil he shall see. Monkey
number three, last but not least, Strong of the
weak, two hands cover his mouth, Covered so,
no evil he shall speak. So if you
sit like monkeys three, sit and do
not stray, with arms crossed, Everything
covered. No evil
shall come your way. |
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Stephen Matthews
November 17, 1993 |
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