My Mind Is A Monkey Poem by Eugene Levich
My Mind Is A Monkey
My mind is a monkey.
He likes to climb,
And jump from tree to tree,
And scratch,
And swing from vine to vine.
Oh! But his life is so divine.
But that monkey never leaves me free
To rest at peace like I'd like to be.
Why can't that monkey go to sleep
And leave my mind at rest to keep?
i'm confused. is your mind a monkey, or does it just act like a monkey? ? i thought there was SOMETHING funny about this author! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - My Mind Is Like A Sloth My mind is sort of like a lazy sloth.... Its memory has very far gone aloft, way up in a tree so very, very high, so high that all i can do now is sigh. Gino, your poem shall inhabit Section A of November's a showcase for PH poets. Bravo. Join the rest of the circus! thanks. bri :)
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4/19/2024 8:26:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
ok, been here, done this! :) bri