the monkey is a much maligned manimal
hardly a monk, though occasionally he goes mad
and if you ever watched the show,
he will teach you how to throw-
those magnificent mad men back on their tracks.
when those ads make no sense,
he will knock the sense out of 'em.
and when for the lack of a magnificent muse they pine,
the monkey will come right at 'em
and sock 'em back to their sense!
does this make any sense?
nonsense...
right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem