The Monkey's UncleA Poem by Gomer LePoetdrop a coin into the cupThe Monkey's Uncle
I'm french fried freeze dried pour tabasco on top if you think I lied
if I look your way I will go astray pat the monkey's head every night and day
you drive me mad with your beautiful smile for one of your kisses I would walk a mile
sometimes sassy with a sharp wit work the fancy words rub your hands with spit
a pound of clay a box of sand I can spank that monkey with either hand
hair of gold hot and cold motorcycle mama but it's been sold
likes to dance when given a chance has a frequent fire inside her pants
keeps my head in constant flux spinning in circles that sure sucks
it's my own fault I'm a carbuncle stay where you belong I'm the Monkey's uncle
Gomer LePoet .... © 2012 Gomer LePoet |
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2 Reviews Added on January 24, 2012 Last Updated on January 24, 2012 AuthorGomer LePoetTampa, FLAboutI am a former IT Manager/Consultant working for many Fortune 500 companies, mainly in the Banking, Telecommunications industry. I am also a part time musician, playing guitars and keyboards and writ.. more.. |

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