My Friend the Flying Monkey

I have a friend – I had him many years,

We meet often and together go for beers,

He is a flying monkey, a nice kind of a guy,

From all people that I know, only we see eye to eye,

You see, my flying monkey has no religion he peddles,

He does not give a shit, nor prizes or medals,

It turns out monkeys are really very smart,

Been here longer – been here since the start,

They do not claim to have ownership of god,

(I know most of you do find this very odd),

This is why I rather spend my time over a beer,

With my friend, with my hairy flying ape peer,

That is not even by a long shot an observer,

Nor does he burn in some religious fervor.

xxx

 

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