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There was once a monkey, Swinging on the little mango tree. Feeding on his long banana, Looking at the garden of waratah. There was once a monkey, in love with the forest's princess of the tree. Feeding on his love for her, his heart beating fast all over. There was once a monkey, fooled by the princess of the tree. Feeding on his understanding, love conquered by hate, his heart, ischemic then died as of late. There was once a monkey, swimming on the salty deadly sea. Feeding on his little dead heart tissue, his soul lost, his mind burnt, his heart blue.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:56 AM UTC
The Little Wasted Monkey
There was once a monkey, Swinging on the little mango tree. Feeding on his long banana, Looking at the garden of waratah. There was once a monkey, in love with the forest's princess of the tree. Feeding on his love for her, his heart beating fast all over. There was once a monkey, fooled by the princess of the tree. Feeding on his understanding, love conquered by hate, his heart, ischemic then died as of late. There was once a monkey, swimming on the salty deadly sea. Feeding on his little dead heart tissue, his soul lost, his mind burnt, his heart blue.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:56 AM UTC
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