A Monkey and Me
I viewed a monkey scale a tree.
See why he's so different from me.
While up there he was eating his lunch.
Eying some fruit he grabbed a bunch.
As I watched him carefully feed
He ate no more than he'd need.
Swinging through trees maintains his shape
Resulting in a healthy, good looking ape.
So it's obvious, as any can see…
A monkey is very different from me.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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