UnPoetia:Monkey See, Monkey Do
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Poetry for people who hate poetry |
- Monkey See, Monkey Do
- or "Donations Given to a Zoo"
- Through mirrored motions I play the skin
- whilst rubbing an engorged frenulum.
- Like two masters we match our strokes.
- I rejoice with sweat as my right palm smokes.
- At last! I cry take freedom thee!
- And dribble fluids down my knee.
- The simian simply screams for joy.
- I am rewarded as a good boy.
- A distressed mother calls the cops,
- shields young eyes from flacid flops,
- and points a finger in my face.
- I wonder how the monkey tastes?
- The men in blue take my wrists.
- What great beast would punish this?