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Dec 2016
I once knew a man
Who kept a monkey in his pocket
Why, he never said
If it was a joke, I never got it

Every now and then
It'd stick out its little monkey hand
Shaking yours for all it's worth
Expecting you to shake his back of course

He took that monkey with him
Everywhere that you could think
The monkey especially loved the movies
But not the ones too scary

And the monkey for all pretense
Loved to chew on Junior Mints
If the Concession stand was ever out of them
The monkey threw the biggest fit

None of this makes much sense
If you stop to think about it
Just making mention of the man I knew
That keeps a monkey in his pocket
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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