I came across a monkey so dear
So cute it was, I loved it truly
My love I expressed without fear
Though the monkey at times turned unruly

Like any other monkey it did throw tantrums
But I couldn’t care less or more
For I loved it in all its moods and forms
and my love continued to grow

I loved the monkey so much
That the master soon became the slave
And very soon things were such
That the monkey I did crave

The monkey soon commanded
As was a monkey’s won’t to be
And I did whatever it demanded
As much a donkey as I could be

One fine day the monkey decided
That it was fed up of me
An opportunity it was then provided
To walk out on me

As was a monkey’s wont to do
It swung from branch to branch
And I was left with nothing better to do
But be just a lonely unused branch

The branch that once was filled with joy
Has become desolate now
After all it was fooled by a monkey’s ploy
And remains still and silent now

I now miss my monkey love
My one and only true love.
Her tantrums and her monkey tricks
I continue to miss them all.

But now I’ve learnt my lesson
I’ve learnt not to cry
The monkey has fulfilled its mission
Of making my tears run dry

I now wait in hope so vain
For the return of my monkey
With no tears but only pain
Is this the reward for this donkey?