Skip to main content Help Control Panel

Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in Old Poetry from DMV

Monkey's in my Head

Oooh ohhh, eeeee, eeeee, the monkeys are trying to flee

They are jumping, climbing, fighting, thumping

As they struggle to get the lid of the barrel free

So they wiggle and they giggle and they play all day

They push as they shove with a bit of monkey love

But that lid won't budge it's not moving an inch

So those silly monkeys they argue, fight, fidget and pinch

They trample, they riot, they cry in their glasses of milk

Before dancing, swirling, prancing, curling their way

Eating bananas, singing off key, anything they can

To keep their boredom at bay; Those monkeys in my head

They won't shut up, they're loud, obnoxious, incredibly proud

Nothing will soothe them, calm them or cool them

Monkeys by the dozen marching two by two

Stuck in my head with nothing to do


Share
* Invite participants
* Share at Facebook
* Share at Twitter
* Share at LinkedIn
* Reference this page
Monitor
Recent files
Member Pages »
See also