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More in Old Poetry from DMV Monkey's FreeOh no, oh no! Don't go! Don't go!
Those monkeys in my head have broken free They flee! They flee! Whooping, hollering Singing that they are finally, finally free There is a gooey mess all around me Plain As plain can see My brain has spilled along the floor As the monkeys head toward the door I'm in shock as I gather each thought As I stuff them in the hole open wide That is hard to hide my fear inside Where the monkey love used to be It's gone now you see, no more peels Dances, prances, inspiration calls Wild monkey climbing or freedom falls My mind is blank where once they marched My brain is ragged my heart is parched Damn those monkeys each and every one Without them I unravel, I come undone Beware those monkeys inside your head Fighting to get free 226 they will flee No honor, no loyalty, no real true love As out the door they push and shove Goodbye my monkeys I wish you'd see Just how much you all meant to me. |
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